Hey crazy people, I'm back home.
The trip was super tedious, neither physically or emotionally but mentally. Imagine me being so quiet throughout the whole trip, be it from Jurong to Pasir Ris or from Pasir Ris to Jurong.
I can't deny that letting your mouth shut is hard, yes it is!

Before going up to my grandaunt's house, my mum and grandmother settled somewhere at the void deck to smoke. I love the void deck, it's fun man, you can climb here and there. I jumped down from this seat and fell down, my landing posture was really funny. My butt hit onto the floor and it hurts big time. My mum's reaction was "See la, play some more".. this is the English version. Laughs, but I really burst out into laughter.

I felt the contentment in myself for helping my mum and grandmother to carry all those stuffs. It's not easy to carry here and there, and that's why I was there to help.
My grandaunt house is super cosy in a way that it is vacant and big. The best of all, it is super windy. I requested my mum to consider Pasir Ris as our future place to stay at.

This carpark is super cool, imagine if we hold cg there?


Far away there, is the Pasir Ris beach


Take a look at my hair, how windy the place was.


Center-parting hairstyle, jealous right?


Lifeless


Meanwhile, I played with the exercising bike crazily for 13minutes.
I envy my granduncle's racing bike, the seat is really high that I could hardly rest my feet on the pedals. Anyway, the exercise bike and the racing bike are two different things, don't misintepret it, rofl.

After leaving her house, we went to grandmother's house and I'm back home.

Bye!