Balcony washing on a Sunday morning

What a good Sunday morning – I actually woke at 8 today. It’s rare for me. My dad’s been doing some washing in the balcony just moments ago.

My balcony top view

This is my balcony from another room. Took the picture from upstairs. Yes, the picture is badly stitched. There’s really nothing in the balcony. It’s probably the most useless place in our house. When we moved into this new house, I lobbied for extending the living room and ridding the balcony. My parents objected. Cites cost and laundry concerns.

Examinations are nearing, I went table cleaning

Seems like examinations is nearing. Less than a week to the first test. It’s math so I think I still can study last minute. Today will be the last day I go out with my friends to enjoy before the examinations. I can’t help but to feel I lacked time.

Just clean up my table

Work is going better, asides for a couple of stupid AJAX problems. It’s time to study. And so… I cleaned my table to be ready to bring out study guides to mess it up all over again.

A cockroach lies dead in my balcony

Found a dead cockroach in the balcony… Not the best way to start a day.

Found a dead cockroach

Why don’t the cockroach go to trashbin to die automatically?

Messy trash bin

Or maybe can die outside my house…

Singapore corridor

I have a dream… that one day cockroaches will all die in the nearest bins.
I have a dream that my house will not have any pests.
I have a dream that one day Singapore will be free of cockroaches.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back home with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free of cockroaches one day. (Adapted from Martin Luther King)


Why of all place in my balcony. Why am I the first to see the cockroach.