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Saturday, January 21, 2012
Rest In Peace
Bad news came one after another.
Putting my results news aside,
There's worse news.
Two of my friends' father passed away.
I just don't know why.
My heart felt for them.
Perhaps it's because the cause of death is not of old age. It's by sickness. I felt pity for them.
I imagined myself being in that situation.
I surely don't know what to do.
Even now for hearing their story I already don't know what to say.
I saw posts on FB, friends posting their condolences to them.
But I really don't know what to say.
All I can say is asking them to stay strong.
But the fact is. It's difficult.
I bet it is. Someone being THAT close to us.
Someone who has been ALWAYS with us.
I bet it's hard to accept the fact that they are gone. forever.
I have no memories of my grandparents from both my mom and dad side.
They're gone even before I was born.
I wished to have a granparent too.
At least I could listen to their story.
I longed to listen to their life experience.
That way I could gained new knowledge.
All I have in my memory is my grandfather. But it's a blurry memory since I hardly go back to my dad's hometown therefore I only see him once a year.
He was gone when I was about 4 or 5 years old.
That time I know nothing about death.
I looked back at the pictures，I was still happily playing with my cousins.
Wished I could learned by then.
Even with my grandparents gone, I felt the lost.
I really couldn't imagine how I could be if something happened to my family.
Dear you, though you may not read this blog, but stay strong, ok?
Life still goes on. Cherish the ones you have now with you. Never forget the one that you've lost. Keep them in your prayer all the time. I'll keep them in my prayer too. May God bless you and your family and your dad too. Keeping their souls in heaven as your guardian angel. May your dad rest in peace.
Putting my results news aside,
There's worse news.
Two of my friends' father passed away.
I just don't know why.
My heart felt for them.
Perhaps it's because the cause of death is not of old age. It's by sickness. I felt pity for them.
I imagined myself being in that situation.
I surely don't know what to do.
Even now for hearing their story I already don't know what to say.
I saw posts on FB, friends posting their condolences to them.
But I really don't know what to say.
All I can say is asking them to stay strong.
But the fact is. It's difficult.
I bet it is. Someone being THAT close to us.
Someone who has been ALWAYS with us.
I bet it's hard to accept the fact that they are gone. forever.
I have no memories of my grandparents from both my mom and dad side.
They're gone even before I was born.
I wished to have a granparent too.
At least I could listen to their story.
I longed to listen to their life experience.
That way I could gained new knowledge.
All I have in my memory is my grandfather. But it's a blurry memory since I hardly go back to my dad's hometown therefore I only see him once a year.
He was gone when I was about 4 or 5 years old.
That time I know nothing about death.
I looked back at the pictures，I was still happily playing with my cousins.
Wished I could learned by then.
Even with my grandparents gone, I felt the lost.
I really couldn't imagine how I could be if something happened to my family.
Dear you, though you may not read this blog, but stay strong, ok?
Life still goes on. Cherish the ones you have now with you. Never forget the one that you've lost. Keep them in your prayer all the time. I'll keep them in my prayer too. May God bless you and your family and your dad too. Keeping their souls in heaven as your guardian angel. May your dad rest in peace.
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Thursday, January 12, 2012
Am I getting older?
I passed by the schools at Sri Serdang today and was stuck at the road there because it was the end of the morning session school.
While I was there, I was recalled of the days when I was in my school uniforms too.
Well, to me, I didn't think myself as much different to them.
It seems like only few years ago I was wearing that school uniform. Well, my few years to be exact was about 1-2 years ago.
But reality check. I've graduated from my secondary school for 4 years already!
Okay, so now I seemed old.
No wonder my mom could still remember her schooling days.
Those days were awesome.
Things aren't as complicated back then.
Well, the days that I love the most was my primary school days.
Although it may seem the toughest because I was "growing up" fast.
In primary school, it seems that I had 2 lives.
One from earlier years, and the other later years.
I still remember when I was in primary 1 or 2 I used to play by the road sides.
went down to the drain to catch tadpoles.
went to the field to play with sand.
well, field playing wasn't for long since they were under construction soon later to build the second school.
played "teng-teng" or hopscotch, before classes and sometimes after classes if i'm in morning session while waiting for my bus to arrive.
We used to have this sandy path behind the classes where we would draw squares into the sand to begin the game of "teng-teng"
I even remembered how mischievious I was folding a paper boat and leave it float in the drain while it was raining.
Back then, the drainage at school was shallow and the drain water always got over flow or got too high up the drain when it was raining heavily.
Folding a paper boat to float on the water was definitely fun to compete with friends.
We'd compete to see whose boat got to the end of the stream fastest.
It was much easier to make friends back then.
Well, easier to friend-ed a person too.
"I don't want to friend you anymore", that phrase was normal. HAHA..
but days after, we're back to being friends.
My 2nd life began after I manage to pass the PTS test and skipped a year of primary 4.
That time was hard for me to cope with my studies.
Perhaps I wasn't used to it or it was really hard for me to understand the new terms in primary 5.
The good grades I was getting from primary 1 to 3 went down the drain when I was in primary 5.
But I manage to catch up soon later. But that was during primary 6 ):
It was awkward at first that I joined the class whom everyone was elder than me, except for a friend of mine who passed the PTS test too who are in the class as well.
But soon later, I was glad that I was able to make friends and is still friends till now. (:
They really took care of me a lot. I enjoyed every moment when I was with them. Till the extend that I even forgot that I was a year younger.
I really feel like I want to go back to my primary school days.
Back to the don't-know-don't-care days and being mischievious at school.
There's so many sweet and innocent and perhaps naive memories.
Those little memories are coming back to me slowly even the school anthem!
I wonder if my school teacher could still remember me.
I definitely still have their image on my mind till now.
While I was there, I was recalled of the days when I was in my school uniforms too.
Well, to me, I didn't think myself as much different to them.
It seems like only few years ago I was wearing that school uniform. Well, my few years to be exact was about 1-2 years ago.
But reality check. I've graduated from my secondary school for 4 years already!
Okay, so now I seemed old.
No wonder my mom could still remember her schooling days.
Those days were awesome.
Things aren't as complicated back then.
Well, the days that I love the most was my primary school days.
Although it may seem the toughest because I was "growing up" fast.
In primary school, it seems that I had 2 lives.
One from earlier years, and the other later years.
I still remember when I was in primary 1 or 2 I used to play by the road sides.
went down to the drain to catch tadpoles.
went to the field to play with sand.
well, field playing wasn't for long since they were under construction soon later to build the second school.
played "teng-teng" or hopscotch, before classes and sometimes after classes if i'm in morning session while waiting for my bus to arrive.
We used to have this sandy path behind the classes where we would draw squares into the sand to begin the game of "teng-teng"
I even remembered how mischievious I was folding a paper boat and leave it float in the drain while it was raining.
Back then, the drainage at school was shallow and the drain water always got over flow or got too high up the drain when it was raining heavily.
Folding a paper boat to float on the water was definitely fun to compete with friends.
We'd compete to see whose boat got to the end of the stream fastest.
It was much easier to make friends back then.
Well, easier to friend-ed a person too.
"I don't want to friend you anymore", that phrase was normal. HAHA..
but days after, we're back to being friends.
My 2nd life began after I manage to pass the PTS test and skipped a year of primary 4.
That time was hard for me to cope with my studies.
Perhaps I wasn't used to it or it was really hard for me to understand the new terms in primary 5.
The good grades I was getting from primary 1 to 3 went down the drain when I was in primary 5.
But I manage to catch up soon later. But that was during primary 6 ):
It was awkward at first that I joined the class whom everyone was elder than me, except for a friend of mine who passed the PTS test too who are in the class as well.
But soon later, I was glad that I was able to make friends and is still friends till now. (:
They really took care of me a lot. I enjoyed every moment when I was with them. Till the extend that I even forgot that I was a year younger.
I really feel like I want to go back to my primary school days.
Back to the don't-know-don't-care days and being mischievious at school.
There's so many sweet and innocent and perhaps naive memories.
Those little memories are coming back to me slowly even the school anthem!
I wonder if my school teacher could still remember me.
I definitely still have their image on my mind till now.
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