To the airport

Went to the airport three times this week to send my friends off to UK and Japan. To the five of you, all the best! Here's the roll of honour for those who have left (and will be back) and the instantaneous impression when reminded of you, arranged chronologically.

1.YH - Congrats for scolding the army officer during an assembly session in HC.
2. Pek - Before we can see your slapping motion, the fly on the table has already been killed by you.
3. JF - Being turned off by your disgusting buddy in BMT.
4. ZW - Conference with lk using isac card, advising him on project 29.
5. SYing - Always pinching lk.

And I only managed to kope two pics.

At the departure hall, it's only when the departing passengers go to the other side of the glass wall that parents start to shed tears. It's only when they are on the other side that the mood becomes more solemn, that we want to linger a bit more to see you all walking farther away from us, occasionally turning back to wave goodbye. The piece of glass reminds us that we are physically divided from that moment onwards... And we normally only realise that when they are at the other side.