Of Yet another Entry at 3am
My neighbours' out of town.They went overseas for some holiday,and they asked my mother to help them with fish feeding.Well,i guess this is only returning the flavour.Every time we go back to Taiwan,they would be the one feeding our fishes.They seldom go on long trips,so a visit to their home is rather rare and interesting at the same time.My mom went over to their place today to feed the fishes again.As the curious cat of the family i crept after my mother as she unlocked the front gate as if it was her home.Well,it is rather weird to enter somebody else's house without permission and wander around the places as if the house belongs to you.Which was what i did really.Flipped through their CD collection,read a few of their books,saw Mark's test papers,and even borrowed some Dvds without permission(Chariots of Fire and Lawrence of Arabia.).I feel bad about it,but i placed it back.I guess theft shouldnt even be under my consideration as a career.Im such a bad thief.Anyway,while my mother was feeding the fishes,she asked me to watch the plants for her.And so i went to their balcony and watered those plants.The view on their balcony is so different,and yet everything is so familiar.School is on the right,the bus stop down below,the estate behind the school,and i can see the town from there.Everything is so familiar yet different from up there.It was very interesting.To the left it was the bridge outside the Serangoon MRT station.The end of it is supposed to by my Secondary School.Which means the woods beside the bridge must be the cemetry.A cloud of black smoke was rising up steadily from there,and i pointed to my mother and said,"Burning bodies.".I tried leaning out of the railing to see if i can catch a glimpse of her house.Haha.Im not sure if i did,but i traced the streets and that seemed probable to be her block.Oh well,i guess i was dreaming again.Almost killed myself by doing that.Children reading this should never try that at home.

Oh well,that concluded my little adventure to the neighbour's house.Very interesting indeed.Come to think about it,i wonder what made me want to see her place so much.I guess thats what everybody does right?When you are so high,you tend to wonder where your friends live and start tracing the roads.The view is so great,and you want to find such a small thing in such a big picture.Its just like tracing the one in your heart.Just imagine roads upon the heart,and you trace through it to find the right person.I guess,Ive come to a dead end.Even worse,i crashed into it and fainted in front of the bloody wall.Took me a while to pick myself up,dust myself off,and realise that i actually banged into a wall.I guess i shall put my car to reverse,go back to the junction,and continue on this road.You are merely a dead end in the corner of the street and nothing more.I was lost,and very much confused over my whereabouts.Mind is clear,moving on!Pluck the key,step on the pedal,ready to take on the road again.

As i leaned out from the balcony,a cold breeze swept across my face.I was refreshed,and smiled.

I wonder why i am typing this every night at 3am.Hmm.It's 3am,i must be lonely...Check out this song by Matchbox 20.Its only part of the lyrics,but its cool.Its called "3am".Haha.How suitable.

She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside it's stopped raining

Baby,It's 3am I must be lonely...

It's 3am I must be lonely...

Song of the Moment---3am by MatchBox 20