Justin waves obligingly! Oops! Forgot to turn off the camera flash!
(Haha I just thought this photo was really funny. Justin looks so cute, almost like a happy cartoon character. And it shows how my powerful camera flash can turn night into day, sort of.)
We actually looked like this:
Mug mug mug!
Candle --> fire --> Justin's pyromaniac tendencies come out of the hiding. (Anyone who knew Justin in RI should know what I'm talking about.) He melted the tip of my pencil, which cannot work anymore, but it's okay. (:
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Looking at the photos, and then looking down at what I am wearing at the moment, I am reminded once again of Mummy's remarkable efficiency. I'm wearing the exact same Buckle shirt + fbts outfit as yesterday.
Mummy washes my clothes and gets them dried so quickly that sometimes, I wear the same outfit at home for days on end. Usually I alternate between 3 different t-shirts: the old bleached Buckle shirt (above), the CCAL shirt with a hole at the shoulder, and the stained-pink Chingay shirt. With black FBTs. Even my underwear stays the same sometimes.
Maybe I should flip the crummy-wear-at-home t-shirt stack upside down once in a while, for variety. But then again, I don't really care what I wear at home, though anyone observing me would think that I never wash my clothes. Hehehe.
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My policy on how to tell if a boy is good boyfriend material is to look at the way he treats other people, his family in particular. It's really quite telling, if a guy's nice and chummy with his pals but treats his parents with disrespect.
Somehow, watching him hoist Christine in the air and put his arm round his Mummy and do little things like offer his maid the last fishfinger is very endearing to me. I love the way he's nice to everybody, the way he's civil and friendly to even people he doesn't quite like, the way it's hard for anybody to truly dislike him because he's just so ... nice.
Teachers have told me not to use the word "nice" to describe anything, because it's too general and far too overused, but I can't help it.
I think it'll be quite difficult for me to find a boy with a lovelier personality than his.
(I suspect I've blogged about this before, perhaps even a few times! But I can't help it, he's nice nice nice :D )