Fuck? Can't think of other appropriate words which'll rhyme! (And this is in reply to his entry's title)
Butbutbut, i think he had it good without me today. At least in comms class! Hur.
ANYWAYS, finally am done with my grandma's wake. If i could sum it all up, surreal would be the word. I still cannot really believe that my grandma's gone... was still waiting for her to come back from the hospital... But, it happened. It took many by surprise, cos she seemed to be recovering from the operation, turning critical only on sat and passed on on sunday morning. I suppose it's a good passing if she's not going to feel the agony anymore. Or at least i hope it is.
The brief period that she stayed over at my place made me feel her presence, and perhaps that's why i've been hit by the reality harder than most of my other cousins. To them it might just be the fact that their grandmother had passed away, but to me... it's more. I know it's gonna sound damn cliche, but you feel the impact of a truckload of emotions only when someone's gone. It makes a lot of sense feeling this way, but it doesn't make a lot of sense behaving this way. But i guess that's the way life goes. So treasure and cherish, especially to parents, i feel. Don't regret doing/not doing something... This's something that i subscribe to in life.
My grandma will be dearly missed by us all.
By the way, thank you guys for taking the trouble to come all the way down. Just like what Ryan has mentioned, it really seems like we're able to have fun anywhere. HEH. Cheers to the legendary (no pun intended) "what fuck baos"!
I'm not really close with my maternal family.. So i don't really know my cousins well and all, and it was more like a gathering during the wake! Some of my cousins have really cute children...! It simply shows how time flies.... I was just about 10 or so when i last really saw my cousins, when i bothered to tag along with my mom everywhere when i was young.
And there's this cute little kid of my cousin! He's 7 and i didn't know children who're 7 are still capable of being cute. Heh. He came to sit beside me on the way back from the crematorium, and cos the coach's pretty packed, he sat on my lap. He dozed off on the journey and his head kept probbing... Darn cute can! He woke up when he finally knocked his head against the window! HAHA! I was already trying to hold him back... but but... funny laa him :)
I think i've got tons of work and project meetings to turn up. And i've not been really keeping track... Hmmm, sian. The cough's back and so is the sore throat. Just like what fuck baos, i think they're what fuck as well. How come i never seem to recover?! Been to the doc three times consecutively for three weeks! Maybe, maybe, it's me. Boo.
The week has just begun.
Butbutbut, i think he had it good without me today. At least in comms class! Hur.
ANYWAYS, finally am done with my grandma's wake. If i could sum it all up, surreal would be the word. I still cannot really believe that my grandma's gone... was still waiting for her to come back from the hospital... But, it happened. It took many by surprise, cos she seemed to be recovering from the operation, turning critical only on sat and passed on on sunday morning. I suppose it's a good passing if she's not going to feel the agony anymore. Or at least i hope it is.
The brief period that she stayed over at my place made me feel her presence, and perhaps that's why i've been hit by the reality harder than most of my other cousins. To them it might just be the fact that their grandmother had passed away, but to me... it's more. I know it's gonna sound damn cliche, but you feel the impact of a truckload of emotions only when someone's gone. It makes a lot of sense feeling this way, but it doesn't make a lot of sense behaving this way. But i guess that's the way life goes. So treasure and cherish, especially to parents, i feel. Don't regret doing/not doing something... This's something that i subscribe to in life.
My grandma will be dearly missed by us all.
By the way, thank you guys for taking the trouble to come all the way down. Just like what Ryan has mentioned, it really seems like we're able to have fun anywhere. HEH. Cheers to the legendary (no pun intended) "what fuck baos"!
I'm not really close with my maternal family.. So i don't really know my cousins well and all, and it was more like a gathering during the wake! Some of my cousins have really cute children...! It simply shows how time flies.... I was just about 10 or so when i last really saw my cousins, when i bothered to tag along with my mom everywhere when i was young.
And there's this cute little kid of my cousin! He's 7 and i didn't know children who're 7 are still capable of being cute. Heh. He came to sit beside me on the way back from the crematorium, and cos the coach's pretty packed, he sat on my lap. He dozed off on the journey and his head kept probbing... Darn cute can! He woke up when he finally knocked his head against the window! HAHA! I was already trying to hold him back... but but... funny laa him :)
I think i've got tons of work and project meetings to turn up. And i've not been really keeping track... Hmmm, sian. The cough's back and so is the sore throat. Just like what fuck baos, i think they're what fuck as well. How come i never seem to recover?! Been to the doc three times consecutively for three weeks! Maybe, maybe, it's me. Boo.
The week has just begun.
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