Unbearably Unspeakable .

yesterday was quite an emo-ish day.

we were playing badminton match.
me, my sister, cousins junjie and kaijie.
it make me remember.
when we were smaller,
we used to play caravan.
it was like,
i was th baby(hello, i was only 4 or 5?), kaijie th younger bro.
my sis and junjie(same age) were the two older children.
we had this fantasy, that our 'parents' died and we moved about in a caravan.
always, as always, junjie th driver.
now i just rewind memory tapes and look at the good times.

not just that, there were other stuff we played together too.
there was a room in my grandmother's old condo. (taken down and building new condo)
it was my youngest uncle's room.
he was never there, because he was away in some other country for uni.
in that room, it was empty, except a table and a few boxes here and there.
was there a computer? i can't remember.
and i remember, in that room, the storeroom was there too.
WE DESIGNED CONDOS.

we would assign one of us to be the agent.
then that 'agent' would draw out the brochure and everything.
all the different facilities... the name of the condominium...
everything. in the brochure.
he/she would give us the brochure,
and take us 'around the showflat'
it was always the same.
we would go into the storeroom( a bit cramp, 4 people leh.)
and act as it was a lift.
everytime, when the 'lift' was about to reach the 'level where the showflat was',
we always imagined a jerk.
like the lift was rusty... and there was a jerk...
it was always the same.

now i wonder,
why have i not keep all the brochures?
it was.... a part of my childhood, i guess.

now, i guess, i miss the times we had.

i hope i can remember these times, forever.

OKK. THIS IS EMOOO.
IM LEARNING FROM RACHEL:D
WATCH TH ARENA:D

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