OK, yesterday I took leave to settle a couple of things…I went down to the POSB HQ at Bras Basah in the hope of having able to close the mum's safe deposit box there (the problem is that the box is under only her name)…but then reach there was told by the information counter staff (which is not really helpful) give me a one line answer which goes like “You have to get lawyer…you have to get a lawyer…you cannot just close like that!)..after getting lawyer then do what? I dunno..see how lah... So, I walked away from there without antagonizing her knowing maybe she is not the good mood.. just come back to work after CNY. I walked away from there feeling lost of dunno what to do…I stood at the traffic light just to think of where to find a lawyer..then called my “life counselor”, Theresa, and she advised me this … Aiya don’t waste your leave lah…just go to Jurong house and clear the things there…lawyer can find some other time..Yeah hor! Why I didn’t think of that?
So I put that behind me and proceed to Jurong house thru the MRT and spend 3 solid hours there just clearing junk…and while clearing I have come to understood how museums come about in this world…here is why.....
A 1990 bus guide…ever wondered where were you in 1990?
Our church wedding booklet in 1993...
and the Two shall become One...
A 1994 Straits Times calendar…what was I doing in 1994…er…let me see…
A 1997 Yellow pages still in crisp condition….year of asian financial crisis..
There are many more artefacts unearthed there in my little archeological expedition there but space constraint does not permit me to display my wares at this moment. So you see, I have actually built a museum in Jurong and I am the curator of this museum.
Next, the big thing….how to take this 8 floors down and ship from west to the east…I still have not come to that yet..(You know, I aspire to be like Michael Guang Liang (the Ipoh boy), you know...just kidding....)
…and here is where my mum used to sit and rest whenever she has her tube feeds
…now it just all memories which explains why I am not able to stay in this house..it keeps coming back to me…I know mum like this house very much (she has repeatedly ask me not to sell this house) so we have decided to rent it out…instead.
There are still a lot of things to clear…but I am just taking it easy. Towards, 3pm, left Jurong for the east coz we decide to tried out our little prize (the hotplate we won, remember? ) and have STEAMBOAT….and here is the spread…wow! Wow!...
From their faces, I think it is a success…(BTW, that is fake crying face on Felicia..actually she enjoyed the steamboat very much)..pardon my sleepy face coz when I reach home, I slept for 2 hours and this photo was taken shortly after I woke up from bed...
..and here is my sweetie with the rest of the little princesses...(P.S. Notice all of them, their foreheads is quite completely covered...female version of Jay Chou?)
Here is me feeding the raw materials into this thermal batch reactor..you need to agitate it at the right r.p.m. to have perfect broth. 
Nice and beautiful dinner and thank the Lord for it……feeling sleepy but still have to prepare for presentation for WITS meeting the next day.....before zzzz...
A 1997 Yellow pages still in crisp condition….year of asian financial crisis.. There are many more artefacts unearthed there in my little archeological expedition there but space constraint does not permit me to display my wares at this moment. So you see, I have actually built a museum in Jurong and I am the curator of this museum.Next, the big thing….how to take this 8 floors down and ship from west to the east…I still have not come to that yet..(You know, I aspire to be like Michael Guang Liang (the Ipoh boy), you know...just kidding....)
Memories of mum came to me again…inevitably…Here is where my mum used to sleep ( When mum is alive, I make sure that this corner is well ventilated and bright free from all dust..I have disposed off her bed since..)
…and here is where my mum used to sit and rest whenever she has her tube feeds …now it just all memories which explains why I am not able to stay in this house..it keeps coming back to me…I know mum like this house very much (she has repeatedly ask me not to sell this house) so we have decided to rent it out…instead.There are still a lot of things to clear…but I am just taking it easy. Towards, 3pm, left Jurong for the east coz we decide to tried out our little prize (the hotplate we won, remember? ) and have STEAMBOAT….and here is the spread…wow! Wow!...
From their faces, I think it is a success…(BTW, that is fake crying face on Felicia..actually she enjoyed the steamboat very much)..pardon my sleepy face coz when I reach home, I slept for 2 hours and this photo was taken shortly after I woke up from bed... ..and here is my sweetie with the rest of the little princesses...(P.S. Notice all of them, their foreheads is quite completely covered...female version of Jay Chou?)Here is me feeding the raw materials into this thermal batch reactor..you need to agitate it at the right r.p.m. to have perfect broth. ...and here is the assortment of noodles that we have…I share half of the noodle with my sweetie (cannot eat too much nowadays…old already)
Nice and beautiful dinner and thank the Lord for it……feeling sleepy but still have to prepare for presentation for WITS meeting the next day.....before zzzz...Albert Y
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I didn't eat much especially the meat cos it tasted raw. :/ AND the mushroom was nice. :P Too bad. You weren't there. Na na na boo boo. XD
I'm Tiffany, FYI.
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