we've finally graduated.
after 4mths of training
from the most senior in the training centre
we're banished to being the most junior in every single aircraft we'd be in.
at least for the next mth or so.
our performance went well
not too much cockupness.
but nonetheless
tt's not wat matters.
it's really hard to leave a bunch of people u're so comfortable with.
although it's only 4mths.
we've seen each other every single day
830-5.
we learn we live eat and shit tgt.
well.
almost.
the sky is a scary place
to know tt we're embarking on a new phase of our lives
it's plain daunting.
the tears have been shed
hugs exchanged
i love yous
i'll miss yous
take cares
it means to me being a part of 867.
rock on people.
we're a great way to fly.
this new skin is relatively appropriate for my life in the future.
so i guess it'd be sticking ard for awhile.
and it allows me to post bigger photos.
yay.
ok
i'm gonna start.

salads on sale!

tempuraaaaaaaaaaaaaas.they cost damn alot la.

my bag of fishes which costs almost 7sgd.filled with chocolate, custards, whipped cream, ang dao, cheese and god knows wat.

this i am not proud of.my luggage filled to the brim with foodstuff.which sad to say is almost 80% gone.sulks.

my buddy and i in our yakutas.apparently people think we look like masseuses who provide extra services.

the best cakes i've ever eaten.if u're in melborne u better go there.it's a crown promenade hotel.a cafe called reco or regno or sth like that.
yuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmms.