spent several days to clean up my room, packed the stuff, throw away those that I should have throw several years ago, bla bla bla....
ha, a comment to myself after these days:
I am a 垃圾婆 ;P
kept some much stuff that are actually 垃圾, really 垃圾.
but, I have kept them for several years.
cos I always told myself, "one day, this could be reused again"
thats why I kept them.
And now, I threw them without any hesitation -_-
funny!
*
Though I kept lots of stuff, but i am quite organised.
I found the group project of Form two, whish was a DIY magaizne.
When i flipped it, I found the stupid thing I did.
I was reponsible for the "joke" part,
so I did search some jokes online and just print them out.
After the 12(around) years,
today, I knew much more english vocabs than the Form 2 me,
I found all the jokes are 咸濕 jokes!
no atter the terms the jokes used,
the content are v.v.v. 咸濕 that I finally knew after the 12 years!
I showed that to my brothers and we all laughed, explode laughed!
*
I also found lots of "memorable" stuff that involved different people.
memories come back at that moment.
memories gone at the time I threw them.
*
又細看了手寫日記,
充滿了上帝的愛,
很溫暖
:)
ha, a comment to myself after these days:
I am a 垃圾婆 ;P
kept some much stuff that are actually 垃圾, really 垃圾.
but, I have kept them for several years.
cos I always told myself, "one day, this could be reused again"
thats why I kept them.
And now, I threw them without any hesitation -_-
funny!
*
Though I kept lots of stuff, but i am quite organised.
I found the group project of Form two, whish was a DIY magaizne.
When i flipped it, I found the stupid thing I did.
I was reponsible for the "joke" part,
so I did search some jokes online and just print them out.
After the 12(around) years,
today, I knew much more english vocabs than the Form 2 me,
I found all the jokes are 咸濕 jokes!
no atter the terms the jokes used,
the content are v.v.v. 咸濕 that I finally knew after the 12 years!
I showed that to my brothers and we all laughed, explode laughed!
*
I also found lots of "memorable" stuff that involved different people.
memories come back at that moment.
memories gone at the time I threw them.
*
又細看了手寫日記,
充滿了上帝的愛,
很溫暖
:)
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