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Monday, May 20, 2013 '

Reminisce`

An attempt to keep this blog alive

Sorry to whoever out there who thinks my blog is childish, immature or even utterly unintelligible. I understand the headache you may get whenever you try to read. You may get woozy from the background I have, or maybe it's just me.

Sorry but do understand that I have no intentions to change the layout of my blog since it has been this way as long as I could remember. This blog is more of a keepsake, I would say, of foolish and silly lower secondary days for my friends and I to laugh about. Undeniably, lower secondary days in Hua Yi Secondary School were the best days for me. All the friends, teachers, drama, jokes, bonding, class parties and unbeatable unity we had as a class. Those were the times.

Not that my life sucks now, it still is good. Good, but not as great as what I had experienced in the past. Of course, how can the kind of fun I get now be compared to the kind of fun we had shared in lower secondary?

Saturday, May 18, 2013 '

I told myself, and all the readers of this blog (if any) that I wouldn't be updating anymore.

Despite all the laziness to maintain this blog, I shall do an impromptu post. To be honest, I have lost touch on writing a proper blog post. My language ability isn't as strong as it used to be too. As if it was that strong in the past LOL.

So what are blogs supposed to express? What is the true purpose of it? I shall keep it simple and do it like what I had been doing in the past childish ways; keeping a blog as a record of daily activities and happenings - except, no more photos, images, colourful fonts and irregular font sizes.

Examinations for me and most of my counterparts ended around a week ago. Throughout the 3 weeks worth of mundane, non-stop studying, my mind had been wandering off to what and how I would spend the 3 month summer vacation. This long summer vacation has been the only thing I have ever been thinking about. I imagined the last day as the day I would finally scream my lungs out, dash out of the exam hall and laugh my heart out (metaphorically).

Indeed, things happen. My grandfather got hospitalised while I was staying overnight to study in school with Ee Ping. I didn't think of that as much of a great deal because he had always been a healthy granddad. He remained hospitalised throughout my 3 papers which took place within 2 consecutive days.

On Wednesday night when I finished my evening paper, I came home with my dad telling me that my granddad's condition isn't positive and he may not survive through the night. We went to visit him together and we witnessed how normal his blood pressure and heart rate were. We thought he could survive the night but he remained unconscious. My dad and I went home a while later, since I have a last paper 2 days later on a Friday. My mom stayed.

Yes, everything was normal. Blood pressure, heart rate, everything. Little did we expect that that was the last we would see of my grandfather.

I woke up on Thursday morning feeling anxious because I still had a lot to study. I received a text from my aunt which said,"Gong gong passed away this morning at 3:27 AM."

I couldn't believe what I was reading. I swear everything was normal when we visited him on Wednesday night. I tried to stay focus. I still have a last paper to study for.

It was a 5-day long wake. The memory of my relatives and my family being at the crematorium is still fresh in my head. My grandmother is all alone now.

Cherish your loved ones. I know it's cliché and all but I don't want people out there to realise this cliché moment only after someone has passed on.

You'll be missed, Gong gong.