Of Secrets, Digging, Uncles and Aunties.

Is that a secret as well? Why are there so many secrets going around and ultimately coming into my ears? I have some little secrets too but they aren’t as big-scale as these. More and more secrets unveiled since last year and more and more added this year. Really, I am very bad at keeping them, but if I have promised to, I will. And if I were to sacrifice like Dumbledore, I am very sure the secret of 12 Grimmauld Place will be very much diluted.

I am extremely good at digging information, people tell me a whole lot of their on-goings. Willingly, not unwillingly, not under coercion, not under induction, just simply out of nowhere. I look as if I am always there to lend a listening ear, I look as if I am always full of advice on all kinds of matter, I look as if I am always trustable and reliable. As if. I thought I have a poor reputation for things like that. Tell at your own risk! If you’ve said not to tell, I probably won’t tell anyone you know. If you’re my family and said not to tell, you can rest assured your secret is carried to my grave. If you didn’t say not to tell and I deem it as a secret, I might tell someone you don’t know, just to get it off my chest. And the default case is, SPREAD LIKE WILD FIRE!

Yeah, I told Hui Fang my address here. So now I cannot talk bad about her. No, of course not, I shall continue to. I haven’t said a single bad thing about her. She is very smart, she says the avoidance of pronouns indicates something.

Jonathan says if one keeps dreaming about a person, the person must be important. I hope I can keep dreaming about Xue Gongcan and not some other-random-brain-space-wasting person.

Today, I took MRT back with Lam Lam and the A1 bus uncle remembers me! He was the same one who spoke to me when I carried a printer up his bus the last time! He even asked the other passengers not to board the bus first as I was alighting. I am so happy this uncle hasn’t forgotten me. I hope the Chinese-teaching uncles in Fengshan Primary School will remember me too, they were all so nice to me. I knew it, I can click better with uncles than aunties. The only aunties I can click with are Mummy, and her so-called my-half-Moms. But they are the ones who saw me grow up and gave me lots of support. But so many uncles can talk so much with me. English-speaking aunties and Mandarin-speaking uncles rock!

Read me like a storybook. Next time I shall try posting in Romanized Hokkien, just for the fun of it. Test if anyone other than Anyone can read. Anyone is better off dead at this point in time.

I like to post at 12.09 am, 12.09 pm, 9.12 am or 9.12 pm if possible. Basically because I love myself too much.