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Saturday, June 30, 2007

well this morning after guard duty i walked to the post office down geylang road from my place, which was about a .5 to 1 km distance, to collect a registered article (secret!) then on the way back, i walked past this very old block of shop houses which was undergoing redevelopment. (the good thing is that all of geylang's shop houses are considered architectural monuments and hence their main facade will stay)

well the story is, as i slowly walked down the corridor, i somehow slowly recalled how i used to do the same all the time when i was young. but that was when the block was very busy so as to speak. at e corner would be the coffeeshop which closed down pretty early in my life. used to sell very nice chicken rice and dumpling noodles. there would be these 2 old ladies who very dilligently ran their cooked food stall, and their wanton noodles would be very very nice. pity they closed down, and e coffee shop became a bike shop after that. and i kept smelling either engine oil or brake free clp oil. after that would be a bicycle repair shop, where the scene of an old man fixing bikes like a pro would appear. smell of rubber and once again, oil would fill e scent. 3rd would be a unit which stored quite alot of rice, and occasionally would see people unloading/loading sacks of rice. and then would be a salon, and last, one of e two GP clinics i visit. very very old chap already, his clinic just moved outside my lane when the block was going down.

well i didnt have such deep memories of other places in geylang, much less in my life. like the classmates i met in hw, vs, and some even in mj. the people i met that gave me their service (like serving me food la zz) or the people whom i helped out. also my old neighbours before the two private apartment blocks housing quite alot of "takeaways" were built. that was in 1999-2000 i think. or the canteen auntie that always gave me free soya milk. or even, my first pri school crush. pretty much forgotten about her already. only knew her name's xj.

about the crush part, im already happy together with meibao, so i would rather keep xj as a fond memory i'd like to look back at times. however im not in contact with her la. =/

well simply put, i felt like i flagrantly let my childhood flow past me. they say the best time of your life is in childhood, just like e best time of technician life was in oeti. but ah, im sure some of you would share e same views as me. being a child, we wanted to grow up and leave childhood. but when you reach an age like me, how'd you wish childhood is a video game and you can reload the saved data over and over again.
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i wouldnt want all my childhood to come back over to me though. this means a father who fails very badly at interpersonal relationship management as well as financial management. and loads of ahs (anti-han-society, of which han was what i liked to call myself when i was a chum, but now you can call me fishy LOL) dudes. but now.. seems like the whole cycle going on over again.. hope my attempts at building good interpersonal relationships arent wasted. especially by people who dont appreciate a sincere dude trying to make friends.


Grrrr...7:03 PM
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