Neighbours

Neighbours..they may be living next to you or sitting next to you. They play a big part of your daily routine. They are part of who you interact with everyday. Neighbours can not just be the one immediately next to you, they can be just people 3 or 4 doors or seats away.



Some neighbours are such a pleasant sight and sound. Very fun to be with, good to work with and really try to understand you in every way.



However there are just some who always wld feel that they are a class higher and a notch bettter.



No matter what you do they always do better.



No matter how hard you work they always work harder.



No matter what, where, how they are always always better lah.



Really sometimes very frustrating to try to make them understand.



Complaint..complaint...complaint...



I dont understand how I actually tahan such neighbours...lasted so long..



Really prove my level of patience.





Then there are also those who are in a world of their own. Lost in translation. Never knew whats going on.





Then there are also those who always want to be in the know. Popping in the head ... at the wrong places and at the wrong time.





Neighbours who make up our daily routine.

Yakult Factory

So after cooking, we drink Yakult. (Lame)

Accompanied the lower sec students to Yakult factory. But it had been such a tiring day that both Diana and I slept on the journey. The Yakult uncle got loong loong story to tell. I also buy lots of Yakult..

SunRice

Been very busy with school activities. Last Saturday had another session at Sunrice Academy. This would make it my second for the year and third at Sunrice so far. Even the chef could now identify with Pang Soon and I.



This is Chef MacDonald. Seriously.

Here 's us. We were supposed to be cooking too but there was just not enough tables for the teachers. So we only assist. No, only Diana assist.








Students looked happy cooking. Well they should be. Its not often you get to cook at Sunrice.



Lastly enjoying the food at the patio.

Great Saturday. Thank you Mr Ong for organizing.

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Like a bad dream..

Yes so much had happened. So much time spent on just wondering, pondering why. But it had happened. Words being thrown without much thoughts given.

Too painful for me to even describe what happened.

Too hurtful to remember what I've been accused of.

Too shameful to describe who.

Sungguh pedih untuk memikirkan.

Dear mum, like I've said before, I will be there for you.

So strange life is.

When I posted the entries ' Dear Mum', I never thought that it would happened but it did.

To you,

Even an outsider can say.. 'tega yah kamu'

How could you have the heart to putuskan hubungan.

No matter how long it takes for me to analyze matters, I still cannot understand why.