One sweet day. I heard a part of the song on tv just now. Reminded me of my secondary school days when there was a karaoke competition held every year. Someone sang this song. Can't remember the name of the girl but I remember she always liked to sing Mariah Carey's songs every year she took part. Anyway, yeap, just another song that reminds me of some part of my life.

I don't feel like sleeping again. Talking about sleeping, Yellow Duck just said that his mom slept in the same room as him until he got to Primary One. I thought about myself and I can't remember having slept in the same room as my mom when I was small. I think I slept by myself ever since we moved to our current place from Bedok. I was four then. Can remember some nights when I just woke up vomitting for no reason. It's like, I can be in deep sleep one moment and then I throw up the next. I wondered why I had such a condition but it ceased after I got to secondary school.

There are snippets of irrelevant information floating in my mind right now. Days when my mom brought me to kindergarten and back home. Sometimes she brought me to the wet market and I always hated it because it was forever slippery, dirty and smelly. Being a young child, I could only wait for her to finish buying stuff while I stood there in the midst of the noisy crowd. You don't get to breathe in good air when you're a midget. Anyway, I used to look at those chickens in cages. Quite scary. There was once when I got to saw someone slit the neck of a chicken. He just bent the neck backwards, took a knife and slit it across. Then he left the chicken in some bucket for the blood to flow out. Yucks.

Then we would walk home. Past this shop selling nuts and bolts.

It's fun taking a ride down memory lane sometimes. You never know what your brain churns up. Maybe my brain is only good for remembering such details. Heh.