believe me, i know!
just when i was walking out from the hall after watching Iron Man 2, i was chocked by M&M chocolate. how ironic it was that sweet might be able to kill you. i guess it melted at the wrong hole that it suddenly stopped me from inhaling anymore breath. (panic!!) for first 10 seconds and i tried so hard drawing in more breath with no success. (still panic). i stopped walking and figured that it would be best to stop trying. it worked, but i knew it wouldnt be for long. i then drank some water to wash away the f-in chocolate that was stuck somewhere. after a few gulp...hoahh...at last. i was soooo relieved. you know..like when somebody pushed you into the water, you went nuts and then finally you managed to get out and sipped the breath of life. (punch the guy who shoved your head into the water if it truly happens to you!). damn. it would be damn stupid if you get killed by a piece of chocolate. so, listen to my piece of advice. dont panic! if it ever happens to you. if you're panic, you're most likely to get killed before you can get some help. not on this choking case, i reckon' it applies to most critical situation. i know..i know..easier to say than get it done. but, well, just remember.
something is wrong with the light. it keeps blinking. it's really frustating. usually, the only annoying thing that i do to a bathroom is to sing out loud in it (beside farting..), i guess i just picked up new idea this evening when i took a shower.
gotta buy new bulb i guess....(and a disco ball, maybe)
it’s been almost a month since my grandmother passed away. i thought i was over it, but talking about her with my cousin yesterday did bring back memories about her. yesterday was her birthday anyway, i bet she’s partying ‘up there' with many of her folks, vigorously, i’m sure.
nothing much has happened lately. i've finally made a big decision to take a giant step on carrying on to more new chapters in my life. i shouldnt say it here anyway because i havent officially announced it yet. right now, the most difficult thing that i'm going through is 'preparing'. i had never been a regular prayer, but i have been one lately. i guess i need a little...correction, a lot of HELP for sure. so if you see me acting in a bizzare way one of these days, dont worry, i'm still normal, just a little messed up.
last weekend. we went to this place called '3 Monkeys' at orchard tower. didnt plan to go there initially, but we didnt want to spend too much time waiting for a table at timbre (both substation@fort canning park and the one at old school), so a friend of mine came up with the idea of watching kumar's stand up comedy. i didnt know who kumar was anyway. so, he turns out to be one of the well-known transgender comedian in singapore. $18++ for a drink at a shabby place sounds a little bit too expensive. but then after watching her/his show, it was kinda worth it. vulgar jokes, not for kids though :)
and as usual. brunch. i like going for brunch. not too early to have breakfast and not too hungry for lunch, so a brunch is a perfect combination. but it's the price!! why must nice brunches be so expensive..?? *sigh*....i guess we're paying for the place. anyway, i'm sharing pictures from our brunch session below and you may get to see more if you're in my facebook friends' list. here's the link: Brunch(es) Collection
you must have heard about volcano eruption in iceland that has been the headlines for the past few days (beside bangkok's protest that has now turned violent). Mount Eyjafjallajokull. what a name, huh. anyway, the disaster itself has caused not only inconveniences for the people living around there (evacuation, so on and so forth) but also huge bills for airlines around the world because it causes disruption to hundreds of thousands of travel plans and closure of airports across europe. i guess the global climate would be affected several years down the road too. not sure if it's for good, but i read somewhere that the eruption of this volcano could cause temperatures worldwide to dip just slightly by two or three degrees in the next two years, which is....good! no? well anyway, i'll leave it for the scientist to find out and let us know. in the meantime, you may enjoy the 'beautiful disaster' (that's what i like to call it after seeing the pictures taken by a lot of professional photographers and shutterbugs) here: Volcano in Iceland.
image is courtesy of www.flickr.com
well. have a great weekend y'all!
so, my grandma passed away last saturday. after her long battle with colon cancer, she was finally in peace and left us for good. actually, after my last visit, her condition was better and according to my family, last friday was actually her best day in the past few months. she was so relaxed and concious. though some supertitious cousins and friends did tell us it might be a sign that she was leaving soon. and they were right. she left us the next day at 5+pm.
i just happened to step out from cinema and saw 3 misscalls from my cousins. i knew it right away that it was going to be bad news and before i had the chance to call back, they called again and delivered the bad news that grandma had just passed away. i was in shock. although i was kinda prepared for it, but still, i was shocked. before i could compose myself, my youngest uncle called and devastatingly told me that his mom passed away and cried out loud for few minutes before he hung up.
i broke down. even more when i called my sis and told her about it.
i flew back the next morning. the atmosphere in the house was so..weird. silence..grief..awkwardness...it was just not right. everyone was still wiping their tears and chocked at times. i myself swallowed so many bitter balls for that. my grandma's body had been sent to the funeral home after 8 hours of chanting by tibetan monks at home. so i drove there with my parents and some of my cousins. when we arrived, i walked nervously from the parking lot to the funeral parlour where my granda was rested and there she was..covered in colorful praying clothing, on the bed.
i broke down when my aunt said to her, "mum, your grandson is here paying respect to you."
she looked just the way she was when she slept. so calm and relax and...in peace. for the next few hours, we were busy picking a casket for her, watching my aunt putting make up on her, moving her from the bed to her casket, praying, listing down names for newspaper and all other necessary arrangements for the funeral. what we basically do for the next 3 days was chanting along with the tibetan monks for 2 hours in the morning, doing this and that in the afternoon, took a short nap at home, going back to the parlour for 1 hour of evening praying session and busy attending to cousins and friends who were very kind to spend their valuable time to drop by to pay respect and show support.
i kept crying at evening praying session. not because i was such a cry-baby. but looking at my grandma's picture..it was so intense that it brought back all the memories with her and i couldnt contain my sadness within. and, my grandma showed up everywhere! she was practically haunting us, in a good way. i could really see her laughing along with us when we joked about her. i could see her sitting on the chair watching us paying respect to her and said to us, "dont cry. it's alright." i could see her smiling when we said how beautiful she was in her sleep. and i could see her cry during the last praying session. it was so clear that i felt i was haunted.
but 'haunted' is not the right word to describe it. the truth is, she is gone, physically. but she lives on, in our hearts. because of all the memories that we have with her and we treasure.
i am damn glad she ever walked into the path of my life.
