3 mysterys

Note: Edited version

Was telling someone about postsecret, and the reply was 'Don't be surprised to see "My roommate, Calvin Lin, is a bitch".' up there someday. So heres a pre-emptive strike to a certain somene left the apartment, not intending to come back for the next 18+22 days.



Woe is me, 2 unsolved mysteries in one day, and another one popping up the next day. What low depths we have sunk to.

My dinners, as always are an adventure. Yesterday, I opended the fridge and thought 'Hmz, what experiment shall we conduct today? Does cheese interact well with eggs? How about this 1 year old frozen pizza?' In the end, I went with the veges from chinatown. Not one to trust anything from chinatown, it was imperative that I washed and rinsed these vegetable. I hopped to my right, landed in front of my sink. Lo and behold, I was greeted by the sight of 2 pots, each with their mouth full. Where did these two pots come from? I stared intently at them, then cocked my head, placed my ear against their mouth. What tidings do they bring? Sadly, I am of such low intellect that i was unable to decipher the significance of the echos I heard. It was all a mystery.

A while later, I had to take a knife to these baby kailans. And what do I do with the stalks? Throw them away of course. I turned around, aimed for the dustbin, and noticed these 2 cute little boxes sitting forlonly by the side, as if waiting for someone from the adoption agency to pick them up. I took a closer look, and noticed that they had some tags on them, almost as if their parents gave them names just before abandoning them. These fraternal twins (after all, they must be born minutes apart, but aian't identical) Sadly, I was unable to read Korean and decipher their names, though i noticed that their names were extremely similar. It suddenly dawned on me, that if i were to rotate one of their names, I would get other. Now, this got me really excited. Heres a mystry that i could potentially solve. If only, if only ... If only i could figure out what these characters mean. One of them looked like a retort stand ontop of a bunsen burner, and the other was a retort stand supporting an upturned bunsen burner. I thought and rethought, but the rethought had nothing to do with the retort. I had no retort to that. Which made me sad.

The next day

All my bags are packed and I'm ready to go.
I'm standing here outside your door.
I hate to wake you up to say ...

There I was, all ready to leave the apartment. Opended the door and peaked out. Oh shit. I've just been issued a death notice. I stared down in horror at this enormous missive, addressed to the occupant. It was thick, it was forboding, it was scary. I took a look at it, got the fright of my life, and immediately bolted back in. What did I do? Who did I wrong? Why does someone want to threaten me with pictures of death and destruction? I slammed the door in horrror, retreating back to the safety of my hallway. They were threatening me with a War SJ. These guys are freaking ancient. Its like Pre-WW II. Did they think that I would be hit over the head by one of these (well, they cant fire, i argued) I started sweating, panting. Damn it, and i just bathed. Not another mystery to solve. And i haven't had any luck with the previous two yet... Were the pots harbringers of doom? Were the orphans sent as a last warning sign, which i failed to heed? I have now been marked.


P.S. I better not be mugged.