17th feb... 1810... my beloved grandpa left us... received a call frm dad at my workplace n learn the news frm him tt ah gong is gone. my mind went blank. i burst into tears as i stood there in front of the com. i left the workplace. i went running along the road like a lost blur gal, flapping for cab, but there ain't any. so kept on running towards ps n finally it came. i was so lost tt i don't even know how to tell the driver where i'm going, called dad a couple of time to ask. tears flowed down continually, it went out of control. 1915...soon i reached there n dad brought me in to ah gong's rm where he was lying. i kneel down beside him on the ground. looking at his sulken cheeks, his skinny hands, his opened mouth, my heart hurts even more. holding on to his hands, i cld still feel the warmness inside him, but slowly it became a bit colder, n bit by bit it continues. then he was brought to have his make-up n injection done. soon he was sent back to the funeral, well dressed up in grey suit n pant, a blue tie n black shoe. he looks better than b4 tt. on the other hand, ah ma injured herself while trying to climb to get sth. y isn't tt so many things r happening?! *ah ma, u must take gd care of urself... don't scare us like what ah gong did... pls~ i beg* *ah gong, u must also take gd care of urself when u r in the netherworld...* my eyes hurt but not as much as my heart hurts... :'(
