Its the name of my granny 's hometown in China.
The place where she grows up and got married.
The place of my roots.
Yes,I know many of my friends who refuse to acknowledge
the fact that our forefather comes from China .
I gotta say I am glad that I got the opportunity to visit <the place of my origin>
b4 my enlistment date.
This is the first time I took the plane by myself.
Its a 4 hour long flight..Camwhoring and
snapping of clouds kept me occupied.
I stayed at my grand uncle house for the first night.
Its a very old big Terrance house.
Its gets kinda freaky at night as there is a retro clock that goes
Ding Dong Ding Dong every half an hour.It reminds me of
the horror show One Missed Call.
Grand uncle ,Granny and me
And there are big spiders living under the same roof .
I think my grand uncle house can be used as a haunted house for
horror films.
Then I went over to my granny house.
There is a basketball court just outside the house.
Damn cool right?
Ermmm and a burned down house behind it....
