what if the time stops ticking at 2:20 PM
life. such a fragile thing. something all of us take for granted. something all of us do not treasure.
yesterday, a cousin of mine passed away. after five whole years of suffering, she can now rest in peace. sigh. how she landed in this state? she went to australia to further her studies. came back to singapore and went back again, to do her Masters. during that period of time, she met with an accident. she was a really really strong-willed person i must say. she fought, and fought. she was determined to live. and she made it! but she could no longer live her life the way all of us do. for the past 5 years, i guess she was in pain. i dint get to play much with her in the past. oh well. what do we get in studying so much? (slaps forehead)
i went to the funeral wake last night. one of my aunt cried and cried, so much. if only i could go over and give her a hug. but in that family, i'm just somebody else. and my ah-ma? when she arrived, we could all feel the tension. her limbs were weak. yet, she wallked as fast as she could. by the time she reached the entrance of the room, she lost all co-ordination.
the whole thing was rather solemn (that goes without saying right? hurr.) oh. right. on my way to the toilet, it was CREEPY. there were coffins and near the toilet, its the room where they pump out all the blood and fluid of the dead? okay, enough about that.
gotta run now! bye (:
