Junks...? or Reminiscences?

"Rubbish"
"Memories"
"Rubbish"
"Rubbish"
"Memories"

Memories? Junked piles of rubbish do bring back some memories that makes me so heavy-hearted to throw them away. Books, cartoons, drawings, colouring books, those were the minor ones.
The most memorable ones were actually writings of some stories that me and my best buddies during secondary did, like creating fantasy stories with the guys we had crush on for each other, adding a little spices and dramas into our boring lives.. like 2 or 3 or more chasing for 1, if you get what I mean. Hahaha...
I wrote one for both SweeIm and Corina, but I still wondered whether do they still keep it. SweeIm wrote created one for me too! When I read back those tiny little notes, it did bring back some old memories... Me with XXX; SweeIm with XXX; Corina with XXX; YitShee with XXX; CheaYing with XXX; WayNah with XXX. We also included our ambitions of what we are going to be when we grow up. SweeIm wants to be a cardiologist, whereas YitShee wants to be a psychologist; and me and CheaYing furthered our studies in one of the top universities in the United Kingdom.
Pitifully, those XXXs never come true. And our ambitions are sadly not fulfilled. SweeIm, YitShee and WayNah ended up in Form 6, me and CheaYing went to MMU; and Corina went to college. But then again, I am proud of SweeIm who is the only one still going for what her heart had set on so many years ago after Form 6.

It's just a fantasy that we dreamed about before taking our SPM papers. An anti-stress stories, I guess. Whenever I read back those "short-stories" I felt funny... weirdly though... maybe it's the reminiscences of secondary guy-talking and guy-seeking experience that we were too shy to do it on our own and we ended up writing the fantasies from it? Or was it just an ambition we wanted to achieve but never did?

Or are we just a dreamer of dreams?

Spring Cleaning

Again. Another cleaning. Another heavy grocery shoppings. Another batch of cookies. Another nag nag nag!

See the pile of junks...

More pile of junks...

A whole room of junks...

And I found some of my Form 1 Pendidikan Seni projects.
This is 'Fail Kulit Keras'...

When opened, 3 more folios...

Then I found me secondary school fees receipt from 1997-1999...

Together along with my secondary's 'Buku Peraturan Sekolah'...

...which did indicate all the disciplines that we have to follow throughout our whole Form 1 to Form 5... and also the strictness of our school pinafore uniforms...

Conclusion: With so many memorable junks, I do not know where else to stuff all these in my room! Help~

Papa's Bday

I made an effort to bake a cake. Those cakes sold outside are so darn expensive. Mom bought an instant cake box, complete ingredients of a chocolate cake with chocolate cream. Though I know how to bake a cake without those instant-already-measured ingredients, Mom wants to try the given recipe to see whether is there any difference with her own recipe. So what the heck, I'll just do what I've been told, rather than risked being nagged at!


The Cake after being creamed by chocolate cream.


Simple econ-save decos on the cake.


Add candles.


Lighted it. 53, an honoured number.


Added the Bday "Boy" into the pic.


See him attacking his Bday cake.


Papa & Mummy // Papa & Me


Papa's Present from All Of Us... We Love You!!!