Tuesday, 6 May, 2003 0:16 AM
It's my last paper today! But yet another sad day.
Ah Gong just passed away Monday morning at 7 plus. It happened an hour before my marketing paper. However i only knew about it on bus 95 after the papers at 10 plus. My mum only caught the news after accompanying me to wait for taxi to goto school. It seemed prearranged that I'm not to be disturbed during my papers rush. It happened not only once. My grandma (Mother's side) died on the day after my O'Level A Maths paper which was also my last paper. My another grandma died when my March holiday kicked in this year. In the end, i only attended the funeral but fail to see them (alive) during those last few days. *Sigh*
Last Tuesday was the last time I saw Ah Gong. Dad drove me and my sis there straight after the cs2103 paper (Killer paper man!). That time, he was lying on the bed, looking very weak and was in incon. He had to use an air filter machine to breathe. The drifted relationship has rendered me speechless when my auntie coaxed me to talk with Ah Gong. (I just feel everything is in the wrong place.) She reminded me of the days when i used to mingle around in ABC market, how i used to nap at the squeezy stall where my grandparents make chao guotiao for a living. But all the while, i remained silent. I dun know how to converse in Hokkien. (can only do simple words) No thanks to the gov for their effort in the campaign duringl my growing up years. I really regretted it.
I'm too tired (mentally and physically) to write on. Let me stop here.
It's my last paper today! But yet another sad day.
Ah Gong just passed away Monday morning at 7 plus. It happened an hour before my marketing paper. However i only knew about it on bus 95 after the papers at 10 plus. My mum only caught the news after accompanying me to wait for taxi to goto school. It seemed prearranged that I'm not to be disturbed during my papers rush. It happened not only once. My grandma (Mother's side) died on the day after my O'Level A Maths paper which was also my last paper. My another grandma died when my March holiday kicked in this year. In the end, i only attended the funeral but fail to see them (alive) during those last few days. *Sigh*
Last Tuesday was the last time I saw Ah Gong. Dad drove me and my sis there straight after the cs2103 paper (Killer paper man!). That time, he was lying on the bed, looking very weak and was in incon. He had to use an air filter machine to breathe. The drifted relationship has rendered me speechless when my auntie coaxed me to talk with Ah Gong. (I just feel everything is in the wrong place.) She reminded me of the days when i used to mingle around in ABC market, how i used to nap at the squeezy stall where my grandparents make chao guotiao for a living. But all the while, i remained silent. I dun know how to converse in Hokkien. (can only do simple words) No thanks to the gov for their effort in the campaign duringl my growing up years. I really regretted it.
I'm too tired (mentally and physically) to write on. Let me stop here.
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