Holy Mother of God, Virgin Mary

23O811 - Alicja's 20th Birthday.

Last Sunday, MG invited Alicja, Paz, Gynelle and I to a Marian Retreat Class of the Banal Na Pag-aaral to learn more about Mother Mary. We learnt about the importance of her birth, her role as the mother of Jesus and as a role model, and her disposition. Apparently, Catholic people pray with Mother Mary, not for her, for they only pray for God. This event was girls only, held at Bundilla Sout Camp, Winston Hills. The idea of waking up at 7AM on a Sunday morning wasn't my idea of a fun weekend, but I complied to MG's wishes. I was picked up at around 7:30AM, along with Paz, by a friendly male church-goer; he lived around our area and was free that morning. Neither Paz and I ate breakfast so when we got there, we dug into the free hot chocolate and biscuits. Wasn't a really good idea... I had a quick surge of sugar rush hahaha >.> . I felt a bit out of place since I was the only Chinese person there and, possibly, the only person who wasn't religious there =S. 

Despite that, I still enjoyed myself. I was enlighted by the talks about Mother Mary, her role and her life. I guess I was really tired, but near the end, I started to drift off to sleep a  bit when they told us to meditate. My senses started perking up again when I heard the speaker's voice start cracking. I was even more alert when I realised she started crying, along with the majority of the girls =S. She was talking about Mother Mary's sentiments during Jesus's crucifiction. By the end of it, we were moved to the chapel, in the next room, where we'd kneel in front of an image of Mother Mary and Jesus. Mother Mary would be sitting down with Jesus lying on her lap, the nails and all taken out, bloodied ligaments and, in my opinion, he looked so much like a child in the arms of Mother Mary. At that moment, while looking at the portrait, I felt like crying because the cruelty of humanity finally hit me, but I felt it was too late for me to do so ^_^'. Actually, it was more of the thought of how Mother Mary suffered so much during Jesus's dying ordeal. I was thinking how painful it must've been for Mother Mary, so painful to describe in words. Even if you want to empathize, it's hard because unless you've experienced it yourself, you really wouldn't know just how painful and sorrowful that type of insufferable experience is. I was also touched by the servers who gave each and everyone of us hugs as we left the chapel.  I sincerely thank you. I could feel their pain, sorrow and grief pouring out to me. I just wanted help ease some of their sufferings by just hugging them. I wasn't suffering from this, like them, but I also felt lighter and more loved when I was hugged by them.  

For the graduation ceremony, we wore white shirts and long white skirts. To be honest, I didn't even know I'd be graduated at all LOL. It sure was a surprise to me =). We were given a certificate, a rosary and a rose when we graduated. It was almost like a university graduation, because of the roses and all, but the atmosphere was much more exciting and enthusiastic =). The servers were extremely enthusiastic and they cheered a lot for and every one of us when we graduated =D. I sincerely thank MG's mum and dad for the peach coloured bouquet of roses =D they were lovely, and I felt loved =). I would also like to thank MG for inviting me =). No, I still have not converted. Do I want to be? I don't know. I'm not religious but I do admit that I believe that there's some sort of supernatural omnipotent being up there, whether it be a religious figure, spiritual energy/aura or just a powerful cluster of magical dust. So now, I have graduated from the Marian Retreat of Class No. 65-2011 of the Banal Na Pag-aaral. Many thanks to MG's dad for driving us home, the ride home was... interesting =).

PS. Thanks Paz for the photos =). 

to be 10 years old again

On Saturday, we went to the Western Sydney regional parklands, around Cecil Hills, for a BBQ. Since Linh was the one who organized it, it was mostly meat with only one bag of Caesar salad for my sake hahaha thanks Linh. I guess I still need practice on learning how to BBQ meat properly because the chicken wings and sausages that I cooked became quite burnt >.<. Well, it was okay because Linh and Elvis still ate them =). It was a shame when we couldn't finish all the meat that we cooked and we still have some remaining sausages and bacon that we didn't manage to cook. We had so much food left that My Linh decided to feed some to the rats. Rats weren't the only animals there; there was also this strange looking bird that looked like a cross between a chicken and a duck. Sandra and My Linh called them turkeys instead LOL!

After lunch, we went to the park for some fun. To warm up, we played a game of tips =) unfortunately, by the end of it, it just proved how unfit we all were =/. I had fun watching Sandra, Jack, Linda and My Linh screaming and bopping up and down on the see-saw as Elvis and Tae forced the see-saw to move quicker HAHAHA! The swings were just as bad; all the girls and Elvis had a go on the swings and although it was fun, it was scary as well when the  guys started pushing us higher up the swings LOL! When we saw the chance, we took over the flying fox, with Elvis in the lead. Actually, I think some kids were still there and he just when and took the flying fox from them LOL! The kids were about to leave anyways, that's why Elvis when to take it from them, I think? Anyways, before everyone could have a go, the kids came back, so we gave it up to them lol oh wells.

We went to a petrol station after leaving the park for a short pit-stop. We also decided what to do next, which was to go back to Linh's house and wait for the girls to dress up to go to the city for karaoke. Linda when back to her house to get changed, while the rest of us went back to Linh's house. I had no idea we were going to go to the city, so Linh let me borrow her dress and shoes. If I could, I'd buy her dress and shoes because they were cute =D. She even did my eye makeup hahaha xD. I like being pampered =3. We drove to Linda's house to park the car there since Linda lived closest to Cabramatta station. 

When we go to the city, we had dinner at Superbowl in Chinatown. We had sizzling beef, sweet and sour pork and peppered squid. The dishes tasted quite nice, though may be a bit salty. We went to CEO karaoke, but they were full, so we went to Greenbox instead. I guess CEO karaoke is a very popular place. Seeing that I wasn't used to wearing heels, I ended up changing shoes with Linh; she was wearing platforms so even if she's a size bigger than me, it was more comfortable than the heels I was wearing. Anyways, we had 3 hours worth of karaoke alcohol but I guess it wasn't enough for the others because we stayed for an hour extra. We could've stayed longer but Greenbox closes at 2AM. Many thanks to Raymond for paying for most of the alcohol xP.

After we left the karaoke place, Tae and I decided to go home since he had work on Sunday morning. The others stayed back to party at a club instead hahaha. Tae and I took the bus home since the trains weren't running by then. When we got home, we taxi'd it home since both of us were alcohol-induced. It was around 3AM when we got home. 

PS. Thanks Linda and Elin for driving us around =).

PSS. My condolences to Rosalyn and her family.

安息吧，第四阿姨

我想我已经能够访问你搭腔。我希望访问在今年年底你左右。对不起没有跟你有更多的。

你是一个不错的阿姨给我。我听说你死了一个和平的死亡。请继续看在你的家人。我们将永远想着你。如果可以，妈妈和我会尽量来尽快访问你的坟墓。

我觉得不好的行为，因为我觉得这是我的错，妈妈部分是不能去你的葬礼。如果我不认为我们开车到我的校园我的任务在手，妈妈不会晚回家打电话给在使签证费用的家伙。然后，她就一直要与你的葬礼本周二姑姑那里。

我知道你对我妈妈很多的照顾。我会照顾她，你不要担心。你可以走了，但我还是希望你能快乐在那里。

第四阿姨

R.I.P 15/04/2011

Diary Entry #4: Let's pray for good luck (O2O211)

Dear Diary,


In the morning, we went to a temple to pray for the deceased family members; my grandma and 2nd auntie's mum and dad. Firstly, we placed food in front of their name plates and then we prayed with incense. They taught me that when I pray, I was suppose to identify myself to which person, then kind of talk to them, and then finish with asking them to come down and visit us for CNY. We went to eat breakfast while we wait for the deceased family members to eat their meal. Then we come back and take everything back. Beware of the bottom part of the incense; it can stain your hands red/pink.


In the afternoon, 2nd auntie, cousin San San and I went to another shopping centre. Cousin San San and I went shopping around while auntie went to the hairdressers. Later on, Cousin Pui Yi and Mun Hong met up with us. They were all so nice; they bought all my clothes =P. I must say, the clothes they suggest I buy were a lot different to the clothes I usually wear (t-shirts and shorts). Apparently, they want me to look more of my age and more feminine; wear more dresses and all. I still have some trouble finding the shoes that I like; they always ran out of my size. Apparently, in Malaysia, my shoe size is average, so lots of people buy that size. The situation's similar to buying shoes in Australia however; rather than my shoe size being the most common size, my shoe size is one of the least common size *sigh*. I wish my feet were bigger =/. We ate a bit of lunch at Old White Coffee. I think the restaurant's similar to Gloria Jeans in Australia, except they had proper meals as well. Oh, I almost forgot! While we were taking photos, a clumsy idiot knocked over my cousin, making her drop my camera. When we first checked it, it was okay, so we let him go. It was only after we left the shopping centre did we realise it was stuffed up; the lenses wouldn't go back in :@ !!! It was barely bought for half a year, damn it! I swear, if I saw that guy again, I will break his legs >:@ >:@ >:@ or just buy me a new camera.  

Last photo taken before my camera said hello to the floor ='(.

 

After shopping, we went to a Korean restaurant to celebrate 2 auntie's and cousin Mun Loong's birthday. Aunt's uncle's family also came along to dinner as well. There were a couple of Korean idols photos. Unfortunately, there wasn't any Super Junior =.= ; I shoul'd told them to put one up. The restaurant actually cook the food for us, unlike in Australia. How lucky =). We had shots of white wine, since they didn't provide wine glasses, and a cheesecake. Since we couldn't finish the cake, we gave the rest to the restaurant.

 Happy Chinese New year =).

My Aunt's brother's family =).

 

After dinner, auntie, cousin San San and I went to cousin San San's godmother's house for a while. She had a really big family; the children were playing with fireworks. There was even a New Zealander at their house. Apparently, him and his family moved over to Malaysia to work and he's close friends with godmother's children. I had another glass of red wine since auntie couldn't drink it. I felt really hot and my face was completely red afterward LOL but I'm pretty sure I wasn't drunk. 

 New Zealander on the left; they're playing with fireworks =).

Cousin San San's godfather and godmother and one of their grandchildren =).

 

After showering, cousin San San and uncle took me to a Buddhist temple to pray for good fortune, luck and happiness. There was quite a lot of praying, burning incenses and burning paper involved. Also, apparently, rubbing a big sword and crawling under the bit table 3 times was good luck LOL. I don't know how lucky I am, but there's no harm in trying something that may bring you good luck =). On the way back, we saw fireworks and lanterns in the sky; it was already Chinese New Year. People write their wishes and messages on lanterns and light them up. It was pretty cool; I felt the culture spreading across the sky. I hope all their wishes came true =). Also, it seems like the Malaysian government didn't allow people to light up fireworks and if you get caught, you had to bribe them to get out of trouble however; if the government's having an election that year, they allowed people to light up fireworks. Obviously, I'm going to play 'til my heart's content =) you can't legally play fireworks in Australia after all. That's it for another day.

 I braided my own hair =D !

 I really heavy good luck sword (I'm not sure what it's called =S).

Khush,
FiONA =).

R.I.P Mr. Duong

Mr. Duong's funeral was held from the 24th to the 27th of January. For the first days, relatives and close friends were there to listen to the prays and blessings of the Buddhist monks. I tried not to cry, to stay strong for Linh and her family but I couldn't help it when I saw the family's tears of sorrow and grief. I stayed there until they were closing the funeral place for the day. I was driven back home by Anthony; I was very grateful. The next couple of days, I didn't manage to go because of certain inconveniences. 

On the last day, Thursday, it was the day of Mr. Duong's cremation. The day started at 9:30AM, at the Fairfield funeral place. The monks said their blessings and prays; a close relative made a speech in Vietnamese while Linh and My Linh made a speech in English. Linh did all the talking since My Linh seemed as though she couldn't stop crying. By the end of it all, we lined up outside and waited for them to carry the coffin into the car. It was heartbreaking to watch the mother. I felt so sorry for her. Tears fell. The day was sunny; I thought it was very fitting for Mr. Duong's personality. It's as though he's saying, 'don't be sad that he's gone; smile, because it's a beautiful day.' I miss him. Throughout the whole event, I kept replaying all the little, special moments I shared with him. 

Anthony was generous enough to drive me to the cremation place, at Camden Valley, Leppington; but we passed by Linh's house before that. I guess it was tradition. It was also tradition to turn our headlights on throughout the whole trip. Jack and Elin did a good job guiding the cars there. At the cremation place, more prays were said by the monks. Flowers were given to everyone to place it on Mr. Duong's coffins. Respectful bows repeated again. Then he was gone. Hugs, kisses, comfort and tissues were given to the family while vegetarian pork rolls and water bottles were handed out to everyone. After 10 - 20 minutes of waiting, our next destination was the temple. 

Funnily enough, all the friends of My Linh and Linh went to the wrong temple. Made sense, since we were all following one another. Then calling Linh for directions, we went to another temple. Wrong one again... We were all laughing and shouting in annoyed mood. Then finally, third time lucky, we made it to the temple. It was the one across the Bonnirigg Plaza. We paid our respects and made one final bow of respect at Mr. Duong's photo and left. After a couple of minutes of chit chats and eating outside the temple, everyone went their separate ways. Most of Linh's friends decided to go back to her house. I asked Anthony to drop me off at Cabramatta so that I could buy my travel insurance. He was generous enough to take me back to Linh's house as well. 

I was a bit surprised to see the family handling so well and moving on so fast. But I guess Anthony was right; they want to move on, they want to be happy and continue living. I'm sure it's what Mr. Duong wanted. They're just following his way of life. I'm glad that I've met such a family. Majority of us have changed out of clothes, either because they had spare clothes packed in their trunk or they went home, changed and came back to Linh's house. Before we headed out to dinner, we played card games and watched tennis. We were all having fun and joking around; it felt like it was just another normal day. I guess we were all trying to not bring up anything sad, and be happy for the family's sake. 

It wasn't until around 7PM that we left for Canley Heights for dinner. It was funny how we had dinner at one restaurant and then desserts in the restaurant next to it. It was even more embarrassing to come out and see the boss of the previous restaurant standing outside LOL. For once, I actually took away my dinner to save it for the next day. Seeing that I'm currently living by myself for a couple of days, it wouldn't hurt to grab as much food outside as possible =P then I wouldn't have to cook or wash the dishes. Initially, I thought I wouldn't be able to finish the dessert on my own, so I thought of just having half, and give the rest away. But I end up eating it all anyways. I guess you really always do have room for desserts =D. Sorry  Kenny, I ate all the dessert even though I said I'd give it to you lol. We all went home after that. Many thanks to Anthony for driving me all around the place =). I hope Linh and her family wont be sad for too long.      

R.I.P 22O111 Mr. Duong.

You welcome everyone with arms open and a bright smile on your face. I couldn't help but feel comfortable with you as you try to converse with me in Cantonese. I hope you rest in peace and continue watching your family and friends up there. You'll not be forgotten because you'll always be loved by those who care about you.

dreaming about death

I know Asians tend to be quite illogical and ridiculous as times with their myths and fallacies, but as unlucky or superstitious as it sounds, with every rumor, there's a small percentile that it's true. Call it coincidence or supernatural, but there are people who do dream about other people or their own deaths. Kind of like how there are people who are capable of seeing ghosts. Call it pseudoscience or just being mentally challenged but sometimes, there are even things that science can't completely explain - just yet anyways. Yes, I am one of those people who are superstitious, or just mentally disturbed - either way, the definition's pretty close in my world. 

Just the other day, I went to visit a friend's dad at the hospital. He's a very friendly, nice person and every time I visited their house, he would warmly greet me back. On the way, my friend told me about the night before her dad suffered an attack so serious that he was sent to the hospital for some sort of operation. Apparently, her sister and her cousin both had a similar dream where they were subconscious, when they were actually asleep already, and that the heavy breathing of the father/uncle came closer to them. It got louder and louder and eventually, they felt something heavy on them. They couldn't scream even when they tried to, so they reached for the phone to try to call someone. And that's how their dream ended. Right after they woke up from their dreams, the father/uncle suffered an attack. The oldest sister suggested that it was their father/uncle sending out a message to them that he was about to die. The attack was so serious that even the doctors didn't think he could get pass to the next day. Luckily, he survived and it resting up at the hospital right now =). 

I told my mother about this and apparently, she had similar dreams about deaths of relatives as well. Every time when her relatives died, the few nights before she always had the same dream. It was a dream where her teeth feel out and that she was bleeding. Confused, I asked her isn't it normal for your mouth to bleed if teeth was falling about. According to her, in her dream, when she bleeds, it actually meant that a relative was going to die; if she doesn't bleed, it was okay. 

Luckily, I don't have those types of dreams because it would just be depressing to know someone close was going to die soon. I do have a couple of dreams that repeat every once in a while, but they're nothing like premonitions or whatever. Whether that's true or not, it's up to you to believe but being the superstitious person as I am, I think it's true, to a certain extent.

PS. Thanks to my friend, for driving me to the hospital her dad was in =).

sticky sand, chilling water and an erratic sky

Years ago, I would be thinking who would be crazy enough to go to the beach in Winter because I sure wouldn't. Well, I ended up going to Palm beach, on a chilly day of Winter with a group of friends. Technically, it wasn't Palm beach, but we were close enough anyways =). 

Getting up and catching the train by 8:08AM wasn't my ideal time of waking up. Like my mum said, I wouldn't even wake up that early for school, let alone an outing. Then again, school's a place to work, while going out could be a potentially fun adventure =). 

We stayed at Wynard station for while to stack up some food for the trip. There were chips, coke, water, lollies, cups and serviettes. Maybe we should've bought some hot food as well. It was nice of Derek to make some fairy bread for us =D! I haven't had fairy bread in YEARS! Thanks to him, I get to revisit my childhood =). We had some breakfast at Maccas before heading onto the bus. It was a good  thing that we did because the bus ride was 1 1/2 hours long. I had fun playing 'Doodle God' on Mark's i-Touch =D! It's one awesome game! Thanks Mark =). 

During the trip, we passed by many beaches, admiring the beauty of it all. We were all hoping that Palm beach would surpass our expectations. It not quite did, but it was just as good. Wendy was so considerate as to bring along a tent ahahah =D. It was pretty fun putting it up. It was a shame that Kenneth backed out at the end because he was supposed to bring the vortex and frisbee with him =(. No Kenny, no beach games. Or so I thought. Although we had no balls to play with, we had the sand, the water and the warm, bright sky to make it all enjoyable. We wrote on the sand with our feet; we jumped around, kicking and splashing water around; we had fun eating and chatting; we ran around to keep ourselves warm; we had sand castle battles to see who could make the best sand castle (the sandcastle that Mimi, Hanh and I made looked like a hobit hole... or a piece of crap, literally ROFLS!); we even played bullrush and stuck-in-the-mud combined. 

Alas, all good things come to an end when the rain started to pour harder. Everyone went to change or clean up, except for Wendy and Derek who stayed back to pack up the tent. Silly Wendy. She went to wash her feet and thongs but a huge wave came in and took her thongs away. She went out to get it but couldn't, so Derek went out to get it for her instead. Awww =). Anyways, while we waited for the bus, we were playing word games like rhyming words or thinking of 10 body parts with only 3 letters in them. That was hard =/. Well, I couldn't stand not knowing the answer, so I googled it =). They were: 

1. eye
2. ear
3. lip
4. hip
5. toe
6. rib
7. jaw 
8. arm 
9. leg 
10. gum

YEAH! Anyways, on the trip back, everyone was just chatting and laughing at Thanh's videos and stuff. Eric and I were both tired, so we dozed off. Well, I was just resting my eyes, so I could still kind of hear what everyone was saying. There was a part of the conversation which was very funny. The girls were talking about scenarios with relationships and stuff, then the boys started to get involved. Thanh was speaking out his mind about not minding being a girl's 50th, as long as she likes him back, but Wendy took it literally and said 'but she'll be all saggy!' ROFLMAOS!!! She was thinking age-wise, while everyone else knew Thanh was thinking about dating-wise. She's so adorably ignorant =). Well, they do say 'ignorant is bliss.' 

When we got back to the city, we made a pit stop at QVB before going to Pepper Lunch for dinner. Well, the majority of us had Pepper Lunch, while Minhky, Thanh and Eric went to Hungry Jacks. Pepper Lunch now have Wagyu Beef!!! IT'S THE BEST TYPE OF MEAT TO EAT WHEN BBQING!!! It's so buttery and warm and soft ... *drools* that $15 meal was worth it =D. After dinner, we left to Gloria Jeans for some more chit-chat. Gradually, people started leaving and unfortunately, I was one of the people who left earlier. I wish I said bye to everyone before I left, but I was at Time Zone with Eric before I got a call from Mimi to go home with her. Thanks to her older brother, I managed to have a short nap in the car before arriving home. It was better to be in a warm car than outside after all =). Oh, and thanks to Mimi for letting me be driven home by her brother. Anyways, I guess that nap wasn't enough because I was so tired from the outing that I went to sleep straight away, at 6:30PM, and I didn't wake up until morning! I had a great day out Wendy, thanks for organizing it and thanks for inviting me =). 

PS. I was stupid enough to give the sea an opportunity to devour my Samsung X660. I've had a long journey with you, 3 1/2 years. Even after all those dropped and whacks and hits, you still lived on, although my sim cards didn't. You've done well over those years. I'll miss you. Goodbye.

R.I.P O8O61O SAMSUNG X660.

Death, Dying and Bereavement

Just last week, 21st of April, during HSBH1006 (Foundations of Health Science) we were given a lecture on death, dying and bereavement for 2 hours long.

I've decided to bring this up because lately, I have been hearing a couple of unfortunate incidents where my friends experience sorrow and grief when their family members or friends had, or still are, experience a health-related issue. In regards to their health, it would be wise to leave it to the professionals or specialists in that field. Rather, I would like to talk about the patient, and their family and friends, when they've realised that they're going to die. We have learnt about the 5 stages of dying, suggested by Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (1960s), and they were: 

1. Denial;
2. Anger;
3. Bargaining;
4. Depression; and finally
5. Acceptance

Although there were problems about this theory, it became the foundation and encouragement for present, and future, health researchers to continue dwelling into the process of dying, along with the process of grieving. Many theories about grieving all suggested that people eventually move on from the past however, recent studies suggested the opposite. Silverman and Klass (1996) came up with the 'Continuing Bonds' thesis where the survivors experienced a continuous bond with the dead. It's suggested that grieving occurred because it's based on a framework of interdependence where people intimately involved their lives with others and when those people become deceased, it might lead to a loss in one's self. Marwit and Klass (1994-5) suggested a notion of inner representations as a part of the 'normal' grieving process; in a sense it allowed people to continue to interact with the dead:

"while the intensity of the relationship with the deceased may diminish with time, the relationship does not disappear. We are not talking about living in the past, but rather recognizing how bonds formed in the past can inform our present and our future." - Silverman & Klass 1996:17.

The Continuing bonds thesis suggested that:

• People should not be encouraged to seek 'closure,'
• Bereavement is an on-going process of negotiation and meaning-making,
• The significance of loss and place of the dead in the lives of survivors will be continually negotiated as feelings lessen or intensify.

I can't say I complete understand the grief that people experience when a loved one is deceased, though I have experienced something similar; my first dog, Twister, died from a hit and run. This is one of the reasons why I chose to work in the health science field; I would like to increase my knowledge in health-related issues and hopefully, be able to help those who are suffering; leading them to a better life that they deserve. 

detached eyes

24O6O9 - Philip's 17th Birthday.
25O6O9 - R.I.P Michael Jackson
26O6O9 - Linh's 18th and Auntie's Birthday

Dissection: process of disassembling and observing something to determine its internal structure and as an aid to discerning the functions and relationships of its components.

Sorry about not blogging as much lately. It's just, I have no life, no outings and no cash on me... oh and my assessments are coming up. That's about sums up my explanation for my lack of blogs =). Anyways, I felt like commenting about today's experiment in Biology - dissection of a cow's eye. Let's just say that probing into certain areas of the deceased isn't one of my favourite activities, but Lisa was quite eager to do the experiment so it's all good =). As I thought, the experiment surely was fascinating and interesting, but I don't think I'd like to repeat it ^___^'. Sir was right about girls, well more like right about me, that they don't mind dissecting brains and hearts, but they mind dissecting eyes. Maybe it's because it's as though the eye is watching you ... ? Anyways, Cindy V. actually asked Mr. Ward to take two cow's eyes and pretend its his own LOL! It looked like those funny glasses with the fake eyes popping out only... he was wearing glasses, the eyes were actually real, and they weren't attach. You get my drift anyways xD! When Maylina said that "sir forgot his eyes," I almost thought she was talking about his real eyes, except maybe she was referring his glasses as eyes or something... she actually meant the cows' eyes which he bought for us. You know, every experiment we had with Mr. Ward always end up with something hilarious happening.

Oh! I almost forgot William's comeback for sir's comment today. This is just an approximation of how the conversation went:

Chiv: Hey what's the joke?
MKL: You know, the pupil (points to eye) and pupil, as in student (laughs).
Sir: Minhky, shut it or I'll poke your pupil. With a knife. Now, the cornea -
William: How do you poke a hole in a hole, when the pupil's already a hole itself?
(everyone laughs)

While I was at the school's library, I looked around me at the posters, the dust-collecting books, the other year 12 girls around me and I thought to myself "boy, am I going to miss this place or what?" Yeah, the term's about to end, the holidays are about to come and then it's the trials and then ultimately our HSC. Time tends to fly by when you don't notice things around you because your plate's so full but I guess I'm trying to make the time slow down a bit so I can take in everything before it's too late. I hope it's not too late.

休息在和平祖父

我們將想念你 . 願天堂照看你 . 我肯定你的遺憾沖走了，并且那你為你的罪孽被原諒 ，因此我希望你在和平離開 . 你有我們的尊敬 .

再見祖父
R.I.P O7O5O9

我出了價你告別

17O4O9 - Pui San jie jie's 21st Birthday. [生日快樂姐姐!!!]

I'm sorry to hear that you're leaving us. The fact that I can not bid you farewell when you're on the brink of your life plagues my mind, but to be honest I do not feel any remorse. I'm sorry to say I don't feel the depressing wave of melancholy empathy. I should, but I don't. I can't replace you because you're irreplaceable. At times, I wish I can but I know I can't. Maybe because my lack of communications with you is the reason why I feel such emptiness, in regards to you. I care for I must, but if there was another way, I'd like to delete you out of my mind, my life. Although our differences separates us, we still have one thing in common: the incompetent. Will I be hit by lightening for disregarding such an incompetent as him? No. I do believe that that incompetent was the cause of our family's continuous downfalls. Luckily for that incompetent, we've decide to let bygones be bygones. I know you feel the same because even when your time's about to run out, you're still cursing him. Yes, I agree: "你去死，你坏儿子." Don't worry, I'll still remember you. Maybe not your name nor your face, but I'll remember you have once existed in my life. Unfortunately, I'm not heartless for I feel still the heartache; the sentiments of pain and sadness is still raw. Although the thought of losing someone irreplaceable in your life is dreadful, it's inevitable. Should I say it's good that you still have a couple of months left, or it's bad that you'll be leaving us. Concerning with the latter, I have two words for you:

"再見祖父."

PS. I'm sorry Katty. I promised to not blog about anything extremely emotional, but believe I have a reason for doing this.