tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16426825.post-1127284871347104492005-09-21T14:36:00.000+08:002005-09-21T14:41:11.353+08:00last skool holiday, i went to singapore. i accompanied a friend looking for a flat. we inspected places after places. one place i found interesting. not because of the flat itself but because of its previous tenants. there were still some pictures of them left in the flat. from those pictures i could see that they were my housemates. what? i was pretty sure that they had never stayed in singapore. 'this is amusing', i thought. i asked the house agent, 'may i have these pictures?' 'joyce and emily would be very surprised if i show them this picture' ...<br /><br />there r some conflicts with the real fact. im no longer a student, the one looking for a flat is me, not my friend. and my ex-housemates never stayed in singapore. its a mystery, how our brain merges the past with present and composes a new story.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16426825-112728487134710449?l=subconsciousworld.blogspot.com'/></div>xhaydnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18216110666468312479noreply@blogger.com