I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I am a 糊涂虫
I really am one. I lost something very dear to me.
I shall try hard to look for it, and I really hope so that it can be found.
Hmm. . I even dreamt that I found it in my dreams.
So in order to counter my sadness, I shall post cute pictures.
My cute tiggs
I've never seen this before, and it really is cute. hhehee.. Hus hung it on my phone and it took me quite a while to find out something orange with stripes is hanging there.
Its so cute that Tiggs Friends are still on sale, and he's all sold out!
Not long ago, some lady commented that its very cute while I was queuing up to pay at the cashier. teehee~
Yes, I like cheap thrills.

My Favourite handphone accessory
I shall take good care of it and not lose it again.
The last time I really lost something that could make me sad for more than 2 days was when I lost my house key. At the age of 10.
Key. . . there is only one key on the keychain and yet I didnt even realise its gone until i reach home!!
That time was my naughtiest time in Primary school for a couple of years, I wanted to look cool by holding my wallet and key in my hands...just like the rest in our 'gang'..keke..
Vividly remember we're hanging out at the Gombak Stadium one afternoon.... and I was chewing gum(prolly I felt that looked cool too)..we're like the milder version of authentic lians!! hahaha.
See laH...cool what cool... I lost my keys. Not cool at all.
There's no logic right, like that also cool?? I don't understand why too, now that I think about it. I just remember I think it felt cool to be like them. DOT DOT.
Then I got caned by my folks. Probably that's why i still remember it.
It wasn't using those wooden ruler and stick-out-your-hand kinda of small caning sia. . .its a cane with a "J" shaped handle that comes in all sorts of colors.
That's like the most common type in the market i guess? one for 60cnts?
Probably the only time I got caned was back then. Its a real painful experience, filled with non-stop action(the caning). hehee.
Then when my Handphone got stolen back in my Poly days.. I feared going home as I thought I'd face The Cane again.
Yes, at the age of 18..i did think my folks would blow their top at me and whip out the cane for my scatter brain-ess once again.
I loitered outside for sometime before finally going home.
Boy was I glad that my folks didnt scold me..they comforted me instead.
But still I was guilty of losing my phone, er wait, it was Hus' phone~~! I was even more guilty that I had to buy him the same model to replace his the following week.
Its just that the feeling of losing something important to you that sucks. And its for days...weeks...months...till you find the replacement.
But what if it can't be found? The sucky feeling then lingers...Till one day I find it.
I believe I will.
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