end of an orbit

i went to visit the le bon marche that sonya told me was at guan chuan street. if you remember, i said that my old block was u-shaped, and spanned across three streets; guan chuan street is one of them. anyway, the shop was not open when i went.

a le bon marche in the old flat in the middle of an old estate looks so chic and out-of-place, like an oddball. i think it signals the beginning of modernisation of this place. i can still remember mr lee teaching us how suburbanisation urbanises the rural areas.

the afternoon storm has trapped me in the old house. thank goodness i brought my external drive along. now i can listen to 东方神起's forever love. yesterday i was packing my army clothes and stuff, and after that i was suddenly having a feeling of looking forward to whatever army shit that comes my way.

but right now, as i sit in the old house, with rain pouring outside, i feel so scared of what is to come, again. it's time to create a cake that involves anmitsu. i don't know how the japanese can make red bean so nice!

i'm looking out at the carpark enclosed in the u-shaped block. the tallest tree seems to be less leafy than before. i miss joel.