Work life makes weekends precious like gem :)

I bought this today to make myself happy because i've been working late this whole week.

I deserve elmo :)

The great thing about kmpg is that they have free flow food and drinks at zouk for Halloween.

Talk about great staff benefits :)

Attention to all friends or friends' friends or friends' friends' friends who are still looking for a job or who are not looking for a job but rotting and growing fungus at home:

Working hours: 10am to 6pm
Location: International Plaza Tanjong Pagar
Pay: $3000 (much more than what i am earning now! -_-)
Job scope: Simple day to day accounting for a 5 pple shipping company

Please contact me if you are interested. Either by phone or by blog comment on the right.

Novelty is a phenomenon applicable to every scenario. Because i just passed driving on saturday, there is this boiling urge to drive to the end of the world and back. Initially i wanted to drive to West Coast Park with my friend. But want is always a baseless thinking waiting for rejection because my dad freaked out on the idea of me driving to such a faraway place. He input factors like greater danger to drive at night and incompetencies of newbies like me. In the end, i managed to persuade him to allow me to drive to science center which is 3 minutes away from my house.

On my way back home, i was in my car alone. As usual, being too adventurous in life, i did not follow the royal instructions and head home directly. I geared towards Boon Lay and sang in my car as if no one could see me dancing away. After just a while, it seemed that i was heading towards seemingly unfamiliar ground. The road merged into a darker space and i felt doom smiling at my stubborn persistence. If only i knew i was actually on a highway, i would be so excited. It took me more than 10 lonely minutes to finally see an exit leading back to jurong east.

By the way, the good news is that i am still alive after the ride :)

I thought i could deal with it and let you go.

I just realised i am not that strong afterall.

When night comes and i breathe alone, i can't help but miss you more.

I just got my licence yesterday, but i am not excited to blog about it at all.

Yay. I can drive now.

My mum just left for China this morning. Grandpa has cancer. My beloved grandpa has cancer. The grandpa who loved me the most has cancer. The grandpa who used to scold anyone who attempted to scold me has cancer. The grandpa who showered me with sweets and presents even though he is very financially challenged has cancer. The grandpa who wrapped me with complete care and protection has cancer. I said cancer so many times because i need to let it sink into my head that my grandpa really has cancer. And this fucking cancer is not benign at all and he will be gone. Just like that. Anytime.

I am very strongheaded. Too strongheaded to even give my grandpa a hug at the airport when he went home for checkup. The picture of me hugging my grandpa played like waltz in my head but i still did not do it in the end. My family does not function that way. We don't hug one another and tell them how much we love them. We assume they know it already. We don't say obvious words of comfort when someone is upset. We think it is too mushy and unnecessary. Yesterday, i wrote a letter to my grandpa to tell him how much i love him. It was a torture because i realised how long i have been disassociated with chinese characters. Nevermind the fact that it was an utterly shameful attempt, i finished the letter with the simplest way of expression i could posssibly think of. I am not confident at all that my letter is error free since i did not manage to get hold of a dictionary. He would probably laugh it off as usual, but i prefer him remembering me as a smart kid.

Death is not the end. It is only the beginning to eternity. I am not escaping from the fact that my grandpa will die anytime from now on since his cancer has reached its final stage. Chemotherapy or surgery is futile in any form. Miracles are also pitiful corruptions to the helpless mind. To me, grandpa has lived and will live in me till forever to come.

I asked my mum to bring this picture back to my grandpa. I hope he likes it :)

HELEN. she's a bitch. but a KIND one.








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