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Y .Tuesday, May 16, 2006.

Just came back.

Eyes are swollen.. and i dun noe what to sae ar. hmmm...

My grandma was taken away by buddha ... at 0805pm.

too rush.. too rush.. hmmmm.

I wanted to visit her in the afternoon.. but .. I decided to go with my family at night. cos.. my sister and bro jus came back from sch.. we stil took our time, eat dinner. My mum warned my dad to cut his hair by today. if aniting was to happen, we can't cut our hair for 49 days. hmm. so in the morning, my dad cut his hair. At 0630pm, my bro went to woodlands mart to cut his hair too. My aunt came to take over to look after the baby. at 0758 like tt. my xiao gu gu called. sae. ah ma cannt make it le. ask us to hurry down asap. hmmm. this was the first time tt i see my dad so worried. he kept talking to himself. like.. Saying.. Calm down calm down. driving fast and slow.. is onli a diff of 5 mins. kept talking to himself. hmmm. i was alreadi tearing alreadi. The journey there is abt.. 30 mins. but it seems like forever.. i kept praying and praying. hoping tt god could give us some more time. jus hang on. My dad dropped us first. and he parked his car. we ran and the lift was so slow. By the time we reached there, hmm. the curtains were drawn ard the bed. for the last time, i saw my grandma.. but.. the oxygen tank wasn't in use.. That was when i finally realized that.. we lost her. 35mins ago. my grandma had 7 children. 2 daughters. the rest all sons. hmmm. My dad din cry. but can sense the sadness in him. hmmm. i first time see my daddy like that ar... hmmm. Sumone jus passed mi a piece of paper. A closer look, it was the death cert. Advanced stage of lung cancer. doc are so smart nowdays. 48 hrs means 48 hrs. mY small cousins came. hmm. one by one lar. hmm.

they contacted the ppl to organise the funeral wake tingy lar. hmm. hmmm. den.. we proceed to a place ..called.. the MORTUARY. hmm. frankly speaking, my 1st visit there. hmmm. the adults din let the children go in, i went in tho. hmmm. i used to be afraid of corspe. not anymore. mayb cos she's my ah ma. but. when we sae corspe. it onli mean that. the cells are no longer functioning.

this is e 2nd time i experience losing someone so close. hmm. 1st time.. it was my pri sch fren. tuckyee. i was in sec 2 den. hmm.

lsn learnt. learnt to treasure ppl ard u. they might jus leave u anitime. hmmm.

tings happned. too fast... hmmm.

when ur time is up, u have to go.

im so sorrie. i dun noe what i am typing now. i jus need to carry on typing. hmmm.

Msged celine that i'm nt gg sch tmr. hmm. i dun realli need any condolences ar. hmm. As i said in my previous post. i'm mentally prepared. celine onli asked to take care and asked if my family is okay too. hmmm. thanks thanks. hmm. still ask where am i .. and offered to pei wo.. but i'm realli okay. hmmm. at home le. hmm. Now online.. to type.. type out all the craps in me. haish. i'm so addicted to blogging. Andre jus msg to send his condolences. hmmm. talknig to adrian now. thanks ppl.

tings are fated. she chose my 3rd uncle to send her. my aunt was there the whole day.. and it's tt hr tt she jus want to go back home and take a bath. cos she noe we will be coming down le. hmmm. in the afternoon, my aunties and uncles were there too. she waited till my uncle was alone. hmmm. so fated. hmmm.

okay. enuff of blogging. i need to catch some slp. hmmm.

damn the puffy eyes.



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