ha ha ha ! i am feeling very country loved today ^^
well the reason probly is becoz i met up with the burmeze today :oD
so early this morning, i went over to thomson medical centre with momsie and there, we spent like 3 owls odd just sittin and waiting for reports. the appointment wuz at 14 but we only went in at like, 15 ? anywayz ! i didn't have anything until 5 in the evening. went over to kismis green to get some of mom's documents from aunt sherwyn and y'kno wot ?
y'kno. in the past, i dread walking up the slope so bad, i drag walkin home under the scorchin sun and most importantly, i dread walking home cos of the warm weather ! but yesterday, amidst the warm weather, i had to blink away the tears that were welling in my eyes cos i kno deep in my heart, i will never be able to walk the same lane ive walked seven years. the mini slope i used to train myself to walk on daily when i was younger, the castle like houses, the park i thot wasnt perfect, the trees that i thot were too dense, the basketball court i thot was filled with people tryin to act cool, there're so many things ! y'kno. you really gotta start taking note of every detail around you. ye you may be complainin about the flaw every now and then but hey. ive been there and take note of my advice. the famous motto of : you dont kno wot youve got until it's gone ?
exist.
just imagine you're no longer living in that area, that district, that home, anymore. then, you'll kno exactly wot i mean.
i then taught mom to take a bus ( ha ha ! ) and we went over to westmall to meet KK. took the taxi all the way to kitchen road to have dinner at putien restaurant. ok the reazon why am beginning to feel proud to be a burmese ( not that i was never. ) is that, momsie invited all the burmese relatives and we were just, talking and chatting and laughing. ha ha ! KK and i were talking MOTT and i was like,
" y'kno. kids like us dont even wanna touch that stuff. we only wait for food like meat, not veggies. "
and just after i finished my words, ta-daah ! the waitress brought in the pork.
" hey !!!! there comes our dish !!! "
and without even told to " help yourselves, " our chopsticks landed right onto a pork each. well it was nice. the table behind us were like talking burmese i got so shocked i " ah-die-a-ma !! " and co-incidentally, KK said that when she heard the language and we both burst out laughing. :oD
there was kevin, his friend which i didnt ask for his name, kan kan, mom, khar shinn aunt, angelina ( the babe. ) , her dad ( the husband of KSA. ) and the grandma ( mom of KSA. ) it was good.
well KK and i totally talked about that past. there's only 1 girl left. we 3 used to be the best of friends. ha ha ! y'kno in myanmar, once you have got $$, the teachers will be the one listening to you, not the other way round. there were times we faught over the teacher's desk.
in myanmar, you have 'round 80 students per class. and the teachers only showered attention on us. not the rest. when those burmese kids took the teacher's desk, we'd throw big tantrum and not let the teachers start the class unless that kid get lost. and in myanmar, technologies aint as advanced as here in singa. so the principal hires a computer teacher and guess wot ! he only teaches the 4 of us out of the whole school !!!!!
HA ! HA ! HA ! 4 of us : kan kan, nin-puin, jaw and i.
so you see. in myanmar, everything's about $$. you don't have it ? you ain't showered with attention. you're ignored. but in singapore, no matter how much $$ you have, you're treated equally. tho to choose, i'd choose myanmar ! ha ha ! cos it was so much fun ! it was like, the 3 of us were the queens of the school. once we think it was boring in class, i'd throw my eraser out of the class ( there's a big open-air window. ) and then slowly creep out of the class thru the window with KK and N-P. we'll then stroll around the school and visit the toilet for like 10 times a day ON A DAILY BASIS. in myanmar, theres no exit pass wotsoev.
or we'd tell the teacher we wanna sweep the grounds of the school. which lasted to approx. 1 hour !! ha ha ! holy shit.
even tho we 3 were best friends, we still wanted to challenge each other. we'd see who get the latest gadgets first.
i remember there was once, correction tapes were the hit in there so i didn't tell them 2 girls and went to get myself one first. when i got to shcool. damn ! i was showing off like shit ! ha ha ha ! it was so funny. before the school even ended, my tape was gone cos everyone was trying them out. lol crazy fucker.
jaw used to be darn spoilt. very, very, very, very, spoilt. KK told me there was once, he threatened our chauffeur with a scissor if he didnt drive us to where we wanted. HA HA ! holy shit. we were the rulers mian !
okay, part 2 of our childhood will be in the later posts.
ha ha ! damn i miss myanmar :o(
HAPPY SWEET SEXY SMART SASSY
SALTY SILLY SMOKING SWEET SISTEEN, PROY !!!
well the reason probly is becoz i met up with the burmeze today :oD
so early this morning, i went over to thomson medical centre with momsie and there, we spent like 3 owls odd just sittin and waiting for reports. the appointment wuz at 14 but we only went in at like, 15 ? anywayz ! i didn't have anything until 5 in the evening. went over to kismis green to get some of mom's documents from aunt sherwyn and y'kno wot ?
y'kno. in the past, i dread walking up the slope so bad, i drag walkin home under the scorchin sun and most importantly, i dread walking home cos of the warm weather ! but yesterday, amidst the warm weather, i had to blink away the tears that were welling in my eyes cos i kno deep in my heart, i will never be able to walk the same lane ive walked seven years. the mini slope i used to train myself to walk on daily when i was younger, the castle like houses, the park i thot wasnt perfect, the trees that i thot were too dense, the basketball court i thot was filled with people tryin to act cool, there're so many things ! y'kno. you really gotta start taking note of every detail around you. ye you may be complainin about the flaw every now and then but hey. ive been there and take note of my advice. the famous motto of : you dont kno wot youve got until it's gone ?
exist.
just imagine you're no longer living in that area, that district, that home, anymore. then, you'll kno exactly wot i mean.
i then taught mom to take a bus ( ha ha ! ) and we went over to westmall to meet KK. took the taxi all the way to kitchen road to have dinner at putien restaurant. ok the reazon why am beginning to feel proud to be a burmese ( not that i was never. ) is that, momsie invited all the burmese relatives and we were just, talking and chatting and laughing. ha ha ! KK and i were talking MOTT and i was like,
" y'kno. kids like us dont even wanna touch that stuff. we only wait for food like meat, not veggies. "
and just after i finished my words, ta-daah ! the waitress brought in the pork.
" hey !!!! there comes our dish !!! "
and without even told to " help yourselves, " our chopsticks landed right onto a pork each. well it was nice. the table behind us were like talking burmese i got so shocked i " ah-die-a-ma !! " and co-incidentally, KK said that when she heard the language and we both burst out laughing. :oD
there was kevin, his friend which i didnt ask for his name, kan kan, mom, khar shinn aunt, angelina ( the babe. ) , her dad ( the husband of KSA. ) and the grandma ( mom of KSA. ) it was good.
well KK and i totally talked about that past. there's only 1 girl left. we 3 used to be the best of friends. ha ha ! y'kno in myanmar, once you have got $$, the teachers will be the one listening to you, not the other way round. there were times we faught over the teacher's desk.
in myanmar, you have 'round 80 students per class. and the teachers only showered attention on us. not the rest. when those burmese kids took the teacher's desk, we'd throw big tantrum and not let the teachers start the class unless that kid get lost. and in myanmar, technologies aint as advanced as here in singa. so the principal hires a computer teacher and guess wot ! he only teaches the 4 of us out of the whole school !!!!!
HA ! HA ! HA ! 4 of us : kan kan, nin-puin, jaw and i.
so you see. in myanmar, everything's about $$. you don't have it ? you ain't showered with attention. you're ignored. but in singapore, no matter how much $$ you have, you're treated equally. tho to choose, i'd choose myanmar ! ha ha ! cos it was so much fun ! it was like, the 3 of us were the queens of the school. once we think it was boring in class, i'd throw my eraser out of the class ( there's a big open-air window. ) and then slowly creep out of the class thru the window with KK and N-P. we'll then stroll around the school and visit the toilet for like 10 times a day ON A DAILY BASIS. in myanmar, theres no exit pass wotsoev.
or we'd tell the teacher we wanna sweep the grounds of the school. which lasted to approx. 1 hour !! ha ha ! holy shit.
even tho we 3 were best friends, we still wanted to challenge each other. we'd see who get the latest gadgets first.
i remember there was once, correction tapes were the hit in there so i didn't tell them 2 girls and went to get myself one first. when i got to shcool. damn ! i was showing off like shit ! ha ha ha ! it was so funny. before the school even ended, my tape was gone cos everyone was trying them out. lol crazy fucker.
jaw used to be darn spoilt. very, very, very, very, spoilt. KK told me there was once, he threatened our chauffeur with a scissor if he didnt drive us to where we wanted. HA HA ! holy shit. we were the rulers mian !
okay, part 2 of our childhood will be in the later posts.
ha ha ! damn i miss myanmar :o(
HAPPY SWEET SEXY SMART SASSY
SALTY SILLY SMOKING SWEET SISTEEN, PROY !!!
i was listening to this song the first time i heard that i wont be staying in bukit timah. it spoke so much.
