HAPPY SEVENTEENTH BLESSED BIRTHDAY

EXACTLY WHAT THE TITLE SAYS.

TO MY DEAREST DARLING, JIE YING.

LOTSA LOTSA LOVE TO YOU!! MWAAAH <3 <3



Sorry for my shitty editing skill LOL.

Kiasu

YENG ANOT!!

Say yes ah LOLOLOLOL.

Didnt know that i look like this when i dont smile. :3

Thinking of changing Facebook profile pic (not this one la more chio one #Buaypaiseh.) but i scare bo lang chap me (A.k.a. no one Likes it. #Refertothetitleplease.)

Not going to blog for the rest of November so DO MISS ME K!! <3 <3

BEST OF LUCK IN SPM I WANT STRAIGHT A's (Er er straight A+ can? COS PPL SAY YOU AIM HIGHER HA THEN EVEN IF YOU CANT GET WHAT YOU WANT ALSO WONT SO CHA ONE #Sayiizkiasualready.) !!

Im mad. -_____-

11/11/11

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MOMMY AND DADDY!

I LOVE YOU! ♥

The Only Exception

Have you ever listened closely to this song?

I've got a tight grip on reality but i cant, let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof, it's not a dream.

I love every single word of this song and i literally am singing it every single day. ♥

Im so so so tired i dont know how to make it tonight.

And the only good thing thats happening is that i know i have great friends.

Thank you for being here with me. ♥


P/S : Cried reading this, Ying. Thanks. Lotsa love. :)

A great man.

I remember when i was little, i always went to my Gran's house with my mum. And every time i got there, the first thing i did is to run over to the grocery shop and buy Mamee. When i came back, i'd sit on the chair beside my grandad and watch him sleeping.

Sometimes he'd stir. And next, he'd wake up and stuff a ten ringgit bill into my hand and ask me to buy myself an ice-cream. Of course i'd say no to him and refuse to take those money. He'd be angry and get up to buy me one himself. I can still remember the vivid image of him walking slowly, mumbling something i couldnt hear. He used to tease my cousin and i about our long hair. And he used to call my gran some weird names and laughed at her.

But in these years, after they'd moved into an apartment, all that he'd do is lying on bed, moaning in pain.

Just a few hours ago, my mum received a phone call and she went out. I didnt follow, for i knew i couldnt handle the situation. I saw him just a few days ago, my heart aches. I didnt know what could i say or do. Watching him lying in bed, mumbling words that i couldnt understand makes everything feel wrong. He should be happily teasing my hair, he should be buying me junk food, he should be making routine conversation, he should be doing whatever he did. But he seemed so helpless. He wouldnt let anyone touch him because he'd groan in pain.

Have you ever wanted to do something so much, but all that you can do is nothing, nothing at all? The pain is... unbearable.


Mum just ringed me and said, he's gone.

After he'd been suffering from these torturous pain for so many days and nights, i thanked God, for grandad doesnt have to suffer anymore. It must be a good thing for him to be able to get away.

He may not be the best man in the world, but he's good enough to be a dad and a grandad. Granny had been with him all along, and that's what love truly is.

Goodbye, i know you'll be watching and laughing at us up there.

We love you. :')