ok i am alive. just busy with my own stuff and stuff and stuff.:) Somemight already knew i'm currently putting up in AMK for the next 2 months or so due to major organisation and knocks and drills in my old house. AMK dwellers can call me for supper liao. HAH!

Before that was a ride on memory train to the past. i was packing my stuff into storages boxes. Came across things i used to play, wrote and some other things. Read those literature books used in my times in secondary schools, littles notes frens wrote to me, love notes from some secret admirer(?? , nice handwriting but i still dunno who they are), letters that just make you laugh and cry; pictures i've painted and drawn( those crayons, watercolours, blunt 2B pencils); laughing and sulking at old photos; trying to find a cassette tape player in my house to play those tapes; friendship bands with smunched wordings that i cannot make out what it is; dragonball cards and comic books with price tagged of $2.50 to $4.80; heavily-doodled textbooks and lecture notes; masa masa like Transformers robots, Mask vehicles with missing figurines, box of paper-bullets(hmmm..what's that for?), undersize-jeans, CareBear softtoy, Smurfs; a box of straws roses; autograph book with quotes they claimed that i'm their best friends but have lost contacts for zillion years; Temasek Poly clubs/events T-shirts( you might think that i hopped clubs to get free T-shirts); spectacle frames which i will never want to wear them again.....

now where was i. yes, in a confined pig-sty full of treasures i used to call my own. my own. no photos 'cos time is just too tight to snap pictures. Something that you might want to take not that there's no dumping ground in HDB estates and you need to apply license to discard items if you have more than 3 items( i have definitely have more than 3 lor~!)


Joke from my mum during packing

Mum: " Qiang ah! Qiang!"

Xiaoqiang: " simi daiji..."

Mum: " Qiang kam liao bey(1)? wu wei bo(2)?" (teochew context, (1)closed or buried. (2) any spaces available)"

Xiaoqiang: " qiang kam liao ju ay sai chu sua liao(3)."(teochew context, (3) a chinese religious warm event after hosting a funeral wake of xx number of days before cremation or buried in the ground)"

read this sadist, yet funny post about smoking is another way to die from one of the frens, estherq,

My group mate was desperately trying to complete his Consumer Behaviour assignment while chatting on MSN with me. He was telling me how stressed he was these few days etc.. and I was empathising with him with accomodating words, when *PAH! He said he was so unwell that he had blood in his mucus, and even coughed blood out a few days ago!! OMG? WTH???

So poor thing right? I thought so too....Until he said,

" I cough blood couple of times before as well from smoking consistently"

*PAH *PAH!!! It was like having pity on a beggar who used to be rich but gambled ALL his money away. You know how i felt?!!! I just told him, "Oh you smoke? The you deserved it."

He was taken aback by my hostile comment. Well.. i knew i was, but i didnt care (knowing he's a really nice gentleman who won't retaliate...Much...haha. So he cited an example and said there will be more to come after his assignments. "We shall have a good chat after this..."

He cited an example:

"u dun smoke no drink only know how to study score high marks, me drink smoke n drive at the same time... u happy happy joy joy in your own la la land come out of library ... i dun see u... i bang u, u die... i go to prison and live happily ever after for many many years... then i come out.. get back to life...

besides...if u notice.. all the nicest and kind hearted ppl always die early?... ppl like me... i guess.. will jsut haf to suffer long long time before i get to end me life..anyway... smoking is just another way of choosing how u going to die... "life's short, might as well do everything."

OMG, how can one have a mindset like this *Horrified*.