today marks the 7th anniversary of the day my grandma passed away.. i can never forget that really odd sensation i felt that morning, almost like an uncomfortable sense of loss but yet at that time i could not put a finger as to why i felt that way. I brushed it off and attributed it to the lack of sleep.
Yet little would i know that on that day, i would receive such a horrible horrible news from my mum. I still could remember telling my dad "dont lie!!!!!" and burst out crying with stacey beside me looking shell shocked. the next time i saw her and touched her, she was lying peacefully in the hospital bed, looked as though she was sleeping. but when i touched her for the last time, she was cold.
Remembered how when i was little, me and my cousins were terrifed of my uncle. You see, in my grandma's kitchen there was always endless supply of coke. cartons after cartons. Being the kid im, i would always relish the thought of slurping down ice cold coke can after can after can till i get a diabetic high. So i would always creep to my grandma and ask for her "permission" to drink a can of coke with like measley 4 ice cubes. and the only reason why i did that was to cover my ass so my uncle could never scold me. HA HA. so young already can think of covering ass. when my uncle asked why i took the coke, i pointed to grandma and said i asked her already she said 1 can only! and you know what, having grandma's immnuity meant that i was NEVER scolded. HA HA HA.
And i also remembered how i had a shaky tooth and i kept playing around with it till it irritated the hell out of my grandma. She tried to psyco me to let her extract it out but obviously who in the world would..!? Kept playing n playing till she said in whatever dialect she used " eh let me see your tooth! i wanna see how loose it is already" and me being gullible.. showed her my loose tooth proudly... and guess what... SHE YANKED IT OUT OF MY GUMS -_- i screamed i cried and i fling my arms around like a mad monkey. and because of all the flinging, my grandma dropped my tooth somewhere in the kitchen. i demanded with a semi bloody mouth that she must find it cos i collect all my milk teeth. She and my maid then went on all fours and hunted for it.. and then both yelled I FOUND IT at the same time... and i was like huh? how come got 2 teeth one? and guess what...my grandma actually found a grinded garlic bit.. all these while i was fake crying since the pain was gone and when i saw that..i laughed and cried laugh and cried then i just laughed. but despite all the trouble they went through, my mum didnt know and threw the tooth away when we got home. i whine like a baby to my dad. but thats another story for another time...
I still do miss her, my grandma the shaky tooth nemesis..
Love me, that's all I ask of you
12:03 PM In the words of jo
Monday, June 30, 2008
was washing didi and jo jr today and i realised something really weird about people at my workplace.
firstly in the morning,while i respond to the call of nature, the MAJOR call of nature, i heard a lady in the next cubicle making awfully gross moaning sounds. i was like -_-... either her constipation was that bad or seriously lady..its an o.f.f.i.c.e t.o.i.l.e.t !!not ur bedroom.. whatever sounds you make PEOPLE CAN HEAR YOU... first she was moaning then gasping then followed by heavy breathing. eew eeew eeeew!!
then... i was in the toilet again after lunch and guess what... SAME MOANING AND GASPING AND AHH-ings... -________________-"""" please dont tell me same woman lorh..she so horny one ah? either that or her piss and shyte gets her all turned on? grossness personified. but that said, it was amusing how pple do these kinda things in public toilets..
i simply just dont get it.....
You're the simplest love I've known and the purest one I'll own No you'll never be alone My baby you Are the reason I could fly And cause of youI don't have to wonder why Baby you There's no more just getting by You're the reason I feel so alive My Baby You Marc Anthony
