What's Happened Now...

I finally signed the contract with my landlord to extend another year of rental for his place. But before that I had a whole long conversation with my previous agent (the one who engaged us to this place we are staying now) who was obviously testing my patience and I was about to throw someone out of the window.

He has been a real nuisance off lately. I don't even know where to start. Anyway, I don't want to talk to him if necessary, so I shall not talk about him if necessary either.

Goodnite...

On the Progress of Things

Since all the drama....

I am still feeling guilty about not attending the funeral, my mom is back in KL and the cold war looks like a pretty good chance of a treaty.

I wish and hope that my normal life will return soon.

Pray for me please...

On the Cold War

Just before leaving for my trip to Osaka, Mandy, Erin and I had a talk about our moving out condition. We were looking for a new place with bigger space, but in vain. The market price for rental just went up and things were not in our favour since there was a great demand but no supply for places out for rent.

So, we had a discussion about staying on and renewing our contract and finding a new housemate because Erin wanted to move out regardless. From discussion, some tension built up and before I know it, it became some sort of confrontation and argument.

I woke up from my nap, groggy...yet to pack my luggage for the trip...still guilty for not attending the funeral...and the cold war started. I just couldn't take the pressure and had to break down. I hate arguments especially if I'm involved in it.

That day, minimal conversation was carried out after the 'discussion'. It felt awfully weird...it still does...

On My Trip To Osaka

After my grandfather's funeral, my mom had to rush over to meet me in Singapore. We were to catch a flight to Osaka, Japan for a short holiday. I had planned this holiday for months and my mom went through a lot of trouble trying to apply for the visa.

I know...

It sounds so wrong to be going for a trip just right after her dad's (my grandfather's) funeral. But her siblings told her to go ahead. After all, my grandfather died at a proud age of 92. After all the trouble with her visa, she decided not to waste it. So, we went ahead with our plans.

We weren't exactly in the holiday mood. Tried to enjoy but the weather was an additional spoiler. It rained the whole time we were there.

I enjoyed most when my mom related to me about my grandfather. She obviously misses him, that's why she talks about him. The guilt feeling that I couldn't be there to see him one last time will probably follow me for the rest of my life.

On My Grandfather

I was in London when I received news about my grandfather being hospitalized. He had a sudden moment of weak knees and injured himself. After his operation, the doctor advised that he stayed in bed for 3 months to ensure maximum rest.

My mom sent text messages to me informing me about the situation. She decided to make a day trip to Penang to visit him. I asked her if I should cancel the trip to Osaka. She said we should be able to proceed and she'll update me on how he is getting on. The network was super screwed up, cause I kept receiving the same messages over and over again. But I never received the new ones...

The following day, I was out for a while and left my handphone in the hotel room. Two unknown calls were reflected on my mobile when I went back. I never thought it was emergency call from my mom. I left the hotel for lunch, but I felt uneasy the whole time. I thought I was experiencing one of my lousy mood swings again....until my mom called, scolded me for not replying her messages, and I still had no idea what was going on, then she blurted that my grandfather passed away.

Apparently, he was kicking up a fuss about going home after the operation and refused the doctor's advice about staying in bed. The nurses couldn't handle him, so they gave him a shot to make him sleep. I think it was an over dose of sedation. He didn't wake up after that....

I felt so terrible. For missing the messages, missing the call, and missing not being there. By the time my mom contacted me, my whole family and other relatives had arrived in Penang and was in the midst of preparing for the funeral. I was shocked and stunned and crying in public. I tried to work out the flights going to Penang, hoping I'll be able to make it for the funeral wake. But I could hardly think straight.

Its not like I was close to my grandfather. I was never around him much. He spoke in Hokkien dialect with a heavy China chinese accent which I hardly understood. He lived in Penang which I probably visited only once in a couple of years. The last time I saw him was during my graduation for Degree. That was about it.

Anyway, I missed his funeral. I feel awful and guilty. All the flights that could've brought me there were all at the wrong timing. I just hope he understands...

On Life Without Blogging (Pt.3)

Wah sai~

It feels like centuries since I last came online to blog. What to do...laptop was giving me problems (just managed to bring it home today).

So many things happened since I last complained about not being able to blog. I had problems looking for a new place to move, my mom couldn't apply for her Japan visa until the very last minute, then I found out my grandfather (my maternal side) passed away, a cold war happened between my housemates and I brought my mom for a trip to Osaka.

What a wonderful time indeed.

Life Without Blogging (Pt.2)

Shit.

Yup. This time around, life without blogging is shit-ty.

I was geared up and all ready to write an essay about turning 24 when my sucky laptop decided to blank on me again! Of all days...on my birthday....

Anyway, I'm suppose to be accompanying Erin to watch the Germany vs Italy match right this moment. But I'm abusing her allowing-of-me-to-use-her-laptop by blogging. Selfishness. I better go before she yells G-O-A-L or gives me a yellow card.

I'll be back when my laptop gets back. Until then...

*PS: Thank you for letting me borrow your laptop Erin!*

Life Without Blogging...

I haven't exactly been around recently. Even if I was, half of the time I'm out and about or trying to catch up with some stuff at home. My computer has also been away from me the past week.

I can't really recall life for the last week. Probably nothing much happening, so nothing much to remember. So, life without blogging...

wasn't so bad for me...

Anyway, I took a bus home just now. Half of the journey was disturbing. I say, parents should never ever quarrel in front of their kids, yet alone in public! This couple was going on and on about how to renovate or paint their house. Then daddy brings up the topic about World Cup and tells his son that he's excited to be watching it. Daddy tells son to watch it with him. Then mommy starts nagging about how kids under ten years old should be asleep before twelve midnight. Son looks grouchy. Mommy and daddy go on about who's right and who's wrong...yadda yadda yadda...

Stupid adults! Poor kid...*shakes head*

I really think quarelling between couples should be done behind closed doors. Its not fair to humiliate one another in public. So wrong. So so so wrong...