Sunday, August 28, 2005
It had been 10 days since I last posted. This is getting bad. Am I really that busy? Anyway, just got back from Downtown East Chalet over the weekend. Come to think of it, the last time I had been to a chalet was in 2004. Kinda feel not in tune with the crowd over there. Bunch of youngster making a din the whole night ain't really the idea I had of chilling out. But come to think of it, I used to create more noise disturbances back in my teens. Kind of a retribution I think.
The chalet break was a welcome respite from all the work and monotomy of life. Though there were only a grand total of 8 people at the chalet, I think we all had fun. The first night was spent playing mahjong after I had booked in alone at 6. Thank God that Grace is merciful enough to join me earlier at 7. The rest of the gang only start arriving at around 9 plus. Sat night was spent on BBQ where I think we had the least crowd around a pit in the whole of Downtown East. Come to think of it, we should had asked more of our friends to come over. It just don't feel like a chalet with only 8 people. Not that we don't have much friends. It is just that some of them were involved in relationship before and things didn't turn out well. This lead to A not wanting to see B or B not wanting to see C. Relationship. That's why I tried not to start a relationship with friends that I had known for more than 2 years. Don't wanna screw up the friendship just because of some relationship thingy.
Watching Going Home now on Channel U as I am typing this. I remember watching this show with Kenn. It is one of those few flims that brought tears to my eyes. The simple story of how a Grandma will go all out to take care of her grandchild despite of all the difficulties. Watching this reminds me of my Grandpa and Grandma. I was young then and regret not spending more time with them. That's why I tried my best to visit my grandma now whenever I had the time. I had always not fancy the idea of a grand funeral. Why go through all these troubles only when they are gone. I think time spent with them when they are alive is the most important and I dare say the thing they want the most.
I am still missing my Grandpa now. How I wish that he is still by my side talking to me. Though I can't speak hokkien well, he will always try to tell me his life experience. To me, that override any lessons that I can learnt from textbook or reading. He is always encouraging me on, asking me to listen to my mum and most importantly, studying hard. Both he and my mum lost out on the chance of having an education and I think that he is pinning on me to fulfil that part of life that he had missed out on. I think only one who had been through the hardship of life have the right to lecture people on the meaning of Life. I am still missing you Ah Gong. Always had and always will.
You can take a picture of something you see. In the future where will I be?
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