Lots of changes have taken place in Kuantan, the place is slowly turning into city. The facet of the town is slowly fading away as more and more new buildings are erected.
To make things even more nostalgic for me, the house where I celebrated CNY in for the past 18 years is being taken down now. All those times, eating together in the kitchen; playing Saidina, tortoise, congkak and tinkering with the safe box in the reading room; playing with firecrackers at the porch; radio in the reading room playing CNY songs every morning; watching TV together while munching keropok, dried cuttlefish and cookies; all the sweets and cookies on the table at the living room(not so much of a room, more like a space) downstairs; poking fun at each other with cousins; running to the playground nearby in the evening and climbed the "giant caterpillar"; drinking longan juice at night...... all in that house, now remain as memories permenantly etched in my mind. Memories that I cherish, memories that I don't want to forget, ever.
And now, on the fourth day of CNY, I'm back in Singapore. NTU can definitely learn a lesson or two from NUS...... rather than having 3 schooling days in between the CNY break and recess week, they should've just joined them. No thanks to that, I have to rush back here to Singapore and then back to Malaysia again on coming Friday.
After recess it'll be a week of hell for me - 5 quizzes, 1 lab report and 1 writing assignment due on that week. That's what 9 modules does to you. This will definitely be the last time I take 9 modules. So much stress that I'll come out as an old hunchbacked cripple man once this semester ends and I'll be celebrating my 80th birthday this year instead.
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wish u 'chuu lung yup sui'
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