pok

welcome home pok. i know you don like me borrowing your tops without asking so i'll try to cut down to minumum (ok nada). sorry hor. and oh, please wipe the sink after using don let it flood till our contact lens cases are floating like water lillies in a pond.

ok too much information.

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so the other night i was out, very very late. messaged pok and realised she was out at the same time. so i exclaimed, in a rather silly fashion to auntie ilynn "she got car to go home meh??"

then it dawned upon me that she can drive already. and she's 20 (!!) this year. somehow i can only remember pok when she was in primary 1 and i'm not going into vivid descriptions of childhood memories here.

wah.