sweet sweet childhood

Today is my official day of freedom. I have only 3 days of freedom. Really abit short. Moreover, for the last 2 weeks, I am too engrossed with my toothache den moving on and leaving my workplace. The worse is, my toothache amazingly recovered over the weekend. The dentist I visited today told me my tooth is perfectly fine. Sigh… I’m glad that it is ok and I managed to save $1000 to do the root canal treatment and possible crowning. But coz of it, I had been so worried that I did not seem to be enthu abt my new job at all!

Anyway not only my tooth, my face outbreak again since I went for facial. Think smthing is wrong with my skin. It will itch for a few days after I go facial for the last 3 visits. However, this was the worst. Outbreak… but I got no time to visit any doc. When I finally got time, it seems to subside. Now under medication, it seems to come back again… mo ming qi miao. However, I managed to relish fond childhood memories of the place I grew up (0-8yrs old) coz of my visit to the doc.

I still vividly remembered the visit to this dental clinic. The outlook is totally the same. No change at all! I was very young den, think 5 years old. I tripped over my sis, and my front tooth went up and stuck in my gum! Mama had to bring me to this dentist and I couldn’t stop crying. The sweet lady dentist gave me a cotton bud to play with while she did whatever she had to do to extract my tooth. I still rem I stopped crying and even kept the cotton bud for weeks.


This courtyard area used to have some little motorbike rides. 50cents per ride. Still rem mama said we got no $ so me and sis had never sat on one before. Come to think of it, think my sis tried b4! Can you see this provision shop on the left where the bicycles are? There was this uncle working there and his complexion got lotsa holes. As he sells durian, I used to think he must have gotten into some gang fight and someone threw durian onto his face which explains the holes (*note: i was still a kid den). But get to see him anymore on the day I went over. Come to think of it, it been almost 20 yrs. Wouldn’t be surprised that he is no longer ard….

This overhead bridge links ghim moh road to buona vista/Holland V area and it is just beside the block I used to stay. Prior to that, we have to pass through the railway track to cross over. When I was young, crossing the railway track is just like hiking! Very exciting! Coz you have climb up and down, go through lotsa obstacles like the track and scare the train may come. Hehehe. When the overhead bridge was built, I was actually quite sad that I no longer can go ‘hiking’. But it was a great relief to my mama coz she no longer had to hold on to 3 young kids. Btw, I still rem there was an Indian lady who committed suicide on the railway track.

I really enjoyed every moment there. In fact, I really miss this place a lot. Sad to say, my fav shredded chicken noodles stall is no longer ard. Looking forward to my next visit!

Especially dedicated post for my dearest NaNa

Hey there, you are so damn right babe! It is ai de mang xia! I saw this poster at the train station and immediately took it down to verify the statement you have made.