BlackjackBoy

      OH MY GOSH I was supposed to post this a year and a half ago in 2016 June and here it comes NOW, so a shoutout to my Godlike procrastination level which caused me to have a painful A Level experience . (This paragraph updated in 2017 Dec)      Let's get to the point now. So, I did appendicitis/appendix operation on June 9th 2016, in South Korea. ( And I am back in Korea again now!! TIME FLIES ) Before I start, let me give you guys a rough idea on what appendicitis operation exactly is, because to be honest I myself did not knew about it as well. But if you guys already know what that is, just skip all these information in between the stars.                                           ★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★ Appendicitis  is an inflammation of the appendix , a 3 1/2-inch-long tube of tissue that extends from the large intestine. No one i...

Hey beautiful readers (Ok legit, without u guys this so-called blog wouldn't be a blog) So today (October 18th Wednesday 2017), I went to a coffeeshop (hawker centre) at like 9.30am to have my breakfast. I went to some Thai store to try this dish called "Green Chicken Curry" which I've been wanting to try for a long time. But a Chinese auntie (informal way of calling Women) working at the Thai store told me "don't have Green Chicken Curry yet. 10am.". So I was like Ok fine , I'll just eat at a noodle store beside. And I ordered this noodle dish called "Shredded Chicken Hor Fun", which costs $5. And this is how the story starts; I passed a $5 note to the uncle (informal way of calling Man). And he said, "It's only $4.50 for children~^^ " and returned me 50 cents change ..?!?HUH? Ok, I agree I was wearing this kiddish Star Wars shirt I bought in Hong Kong, [ My Hong Kong trip Experience ] which looks like this ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓...

   A man whom I've been addressing as my Dad got taken away by a few scary-looking guys that were wearing blue uniforms. I am so sad, but at the same time, I am really confused and scared. Because my Dad glared at me as he got taken away. That was the first time he gave me such a scary face.    I don't have a childhood, or maybe I should say I don't remember about my childhood. I just have a breif image of myself crying everyday in a very murky place which my Dad told me, was called 'Orphanage'. My Dad was the one who came to take me out of the horrible Orphanage. He told me that he is my new Dad, and my real Mom and Dad threw me away to the Orphanage. When he also told me that I will be working with him, I was very happy that I had a family to work with.    He brought me to a big houes called a 'Factory', where he said it was our house. He just asked me to carry some things around from place to place in the factory. It was ...

Wow . How on earth did this even happened?         It was on Friday evening when we opened the vault. The sound of the safe door opening made us feel thrilled. Well, any thieves would have liked that sound. Randy started to stuff the golden coins and jewellery into his large bag without having a time to feel excited. My adrenaline was already starting to surge as well when I saw those golden coins and jewellery. I've only seen this in movies, and never did I expect to see them in my life. The girl was screaming and yelling her head off as she witnessed the scene. She ran from one end of the vault to the other end, danced and jumped around. I thought she was being too much, but I let her be. When will this kind of moment appear in her life again? Although her crazy laughter was quite annoying, it was fine. Since we opened the vault.         Her mad laughter didn't stop even when I was tying a knot of my thi...

Arhh! Again. I am having this unpleasant and weird feeling that someone is looking at me. In my room. This is getting scary but also annoying. I hate it when people stare at me or even look at me without any reason. And I am getting this feeling of being stared, in my own comfortable room? Where there is no one except me? So I turn around immediately upon receiving that weird feeling, and there is no one. I see the same things- my bed, closet, a tall rectangular mirror and my room door that is colored in dark brown. There is no one in my room. I am not scared. There is no ghost in this world. Then, I suddenly imagine those horror and thriller movies where the killers or ghosts hide in the closets. Ah. Fuck this. I am not gonna bother about it. After a minute, I just feel the need to open my closet just to check whatever the hell it may be inside. I slowly go up to my closet. Jason Voorhees If I open my closet, would Jason Voorhees from Friday ...