Friday, September 16, 2005
I heart Home Improvement! - 11:42 AM
A certain no. 51 property in the East is gonna go through major reconstruction work, and re-emerge with a whole new look 2 years later.That place holds alot of my memories, cos I've lived there my entire life. Kindergarden, Primary school, Cedar and VJC days... lotsa friends have visited and left. While some of these friends I've permenantly lost contact with, a good handful of them are still close to me. I like having friends over cos we can nua in the room (haha)... can walk around the neighborhood looking at dream houses and fancy car plates...plus my ma will let me eat whatever I want...and just becos I enjoy spending time being around pple I like. But sometimes, I don't like to have them over unless they've been there and like it. Cos they like to say 'wahhh need to walk very far to get in. why you all buy a house so far away from the main road?'
But though its rather far from the busstops, it never seemed to deter ONE visitor: Miss NEO SOKHONG. WAHH i can remember one saturday afternoon about 4 years ago. She called me up and said 'hey. i'm outside now. come open the gate.' WHAT? (she stays at the Punggol area btw). And so I let her in and we nua for awhile and then she leaves and says 'NEXT TIME I JUST INVITE MYSELF K. den u just open the gate for me!' (but then she found a boyfriend in JC and stopped coming. phew)
I don't really know my neighbors cos we just don't really talk to each other unless its regarding one of the following:
1) complaining that our mango tree is like growing to their side n we HAVE to do something abt it cos the ants are coming (our response: hello? people have brains for a reason... who ask u build ur house so near to ours HUH. the tree's been there for 30 yrs, ur house been there for 2 yrs. u should had considered that before u built ur wall right next to the tree what? conclusion: the phrase ren2 tou2 zhu1 nao3 (human head, pig brain) REALLY DOES APPLY TO REAL LIFE!!)
2) complaining abt their maid. how they JUST can't do anything right. (our response: please la auntie.. you keep changing maids. like once every 3 mths, mebbe the problem is with YOU lor... and don't think we don't know that you are abusing your maid! we know cos she always comes around n complains to OUR maid! u betta be careful lor, auntie.. u nv read news ah? nowadays the maids tend to kill their employers cos they're being illtreated... hor hor hor...)
3) complaining about the crazy uncle living behind. 'wah he's crazy one. always throw things and scream vulgarities...' (our response: YAH HE IS REALLY CRAZY! so thank god i'm not taking the new house facing him)
See how neighbors interact only when its regarding something BAD? we won't ever say 'hey how are you? how was your day? we're great...have a nice dinner!' pple will think we're outta our minds if we did that.
So anyway, after years n years of discussions and hesitations, the adults have finally decided to just knock off the old house (its like 30 yrs old i think) and build 4 new houses on the plot! To make it fair for the brothers n sister, each one should have their own share of the land. So my house will be much smaller, but its gonna go up. Very soon, I will have a StairMaster of my own le! haha. All's good cos I can't imagine moving outta the East anyway. Can u imagine staying at JURONG EAST? oh mannnn...
My sisters, cousins and I are all super excited about our new rooms (except for Ruoxi). Its gonna be the first time where my sisters n I will have our own space! But gee.. actually now all of us are at different places, so its SORTA having our own space I guess. Dawn is super kua zhang. She's already at the stage of 'should i have dark blue sheets or do you think thats too much?' -erh- dawn ah.. the sheets are not too much... YOU are too much!
yesterday called my mom and she said 'actually i think mosaic tiles for the vanity counter in the bathroom is nice hor?' -erh- NO HOR,NOT NICE HOR MA! DUN LUAN4 LAI2 HOR!!! we have to live in that house for the rest of our lives!!!
*& pple still ask me why I wanna go home. then tell me, who else is supposed to choose the tiles and bathtubs and floorings HUH?*