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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
since 1970.
we went to this really real vintage shop/home for haircut.
the lady is already in her 70s when she totally looked not that old!!
it's where she stayed too.
and she treated us some made pineapple tarts(:
and offered some drinks but we turned her down.
it's really cool and it's my first time in a house that have those
spiral staircase you see around singapore these days.
(but decreasing in amount now.)
cooooool.
everything is real, vintage. things she used for about 40 over years already.
she seemed to be staying on her own.
but the government is going to demolished her place.
she said maybe she might not be able to stay till the end of this year.
seems like we came at quite a right time... before the old building is going to be demolished.
josephine and Sylvia cut their hair there.
still want to say, its way cool.
it's been my wish to visit places like this and thanks to sylvia, i got to take a look
with them plus geokting and huili(:
then, we went to sylvia's house.

it's mdm lian's last official day in school today):
she's just the teacher that i'll never forget!
so we went to find her and take photos with her.
i realised everytime i took photos with her, its some last day.
first time is this year's speech day where its my last time performing in nvss,
last day being a choir member.
then second time is her last lesson with us..
then third time is this, when she is leaving officially. ):
well, her expectations of us will be there~

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i tried to avoid your gaze, your approach. treating you like stranger when we walked past. i can't help it. i don't know why too.