Karma bites, and it leaves a bitter taste at the back of your mouth

I'm confined to the house because of my untimely illnesses. I feel like shit, really.

On Facebook a few days ago, I saw the secondary 4s’ graduation day pictures. I didn’t really go into the albums because I don’t know them well. I just thought hard, pretty hard. I think their graduation was the same day as ours. 16 October right.

I remember the queuing at the parade square.
I remember the videos at the hall.
I remember the water guns.

Then I couldn’t remember much more. I know e5 was just beside us so we and the dudes went over for quite abit. But you know, that was pretty much it. Then I thought about Huang lao shi quite abit. Wow, he sure did help us quite abit didn’t he. I was sleeping through his lessons every single fucking day when I was in secondary 3.

Then Kevin keeps talking about this downstairs that he goes to everyday to hang out with his neighbourhood buddies. I keep asking myself what that was, how is it I don’t have any of them.

Then today, just when I was showering, I realized. I realize many things in the shower, it’s not just me right?

Anyway, I remembered that I did indeed have a “downstairs” to go to. When I was still living in Bishan. Bishan is so much more fun to live in than Sengkang. Sengkang is fucking shit I tell you, it doesn’t give you warm heartland love. I use to go to the playground every single day before I moved to Sengkang in 2004. I can’t recall much. But the playground used to be sandy, and then they changed it to rubber. I remember Suan Hin; he was my best buddy then. I heard he went to Catholic High, and then now I’m not sure. It’s funny how I remember exactly how he looks like when I left Bishan. Then there was this bigass park at the back of my house. Man, there used to a load of people there when there were festivals and stuff. I remember lantern festivals the most.

Oh yeah, talking about lanterns, Gab, Glenn and me used to build hugeass fires at my grandmother’s void deck during lantern festival. Fun as fuck!

What’s the point of a blog if you’re just going to talk about things that people will know or probably will know that you’re doing. I say I like blogging about my past.