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Date : Friday, August 20, 2010


Time : 9:05 PM


Title : Don't Know Why

Dear grandpa,

Things never seem to go right without you here. I'm always in a mess. You used to be there for me, throughout everything. I remember all the little things you taught me. You taught me how to transform a paper chopstick carrier to something cute and fun, remember?

I miss you so much, dear grandpa. I miss how you used to tell me to work hard for examinations, I miss going over to your house after my dinner just to watch TV and drink Chinese tea with you, I miss sitting at your straw chair, I miss your smile, I miss buying dou sha bing for you every time I go JB, I miss your Chinese tea, I miss the talks we used to have, I miss living with you, I miss eating the food you cooked, I miss going out with you, I miss your lectures, I just miss you so much.. and I miss everything about you.

If only you were here with me... I would tell you how much I love you.

Dear grandpa, it's been 6 years now. Times have change, but I still remember how you used to be smartly dressed even though you just wanted to take a stroll around your block. That, I will never forget.

And, I will never forget, the day you passed away, 20/08/2004. The Friday I chose to remain at home instead of going to school. The day, I was still so young and naive, but understood the meaning of "sleeping peacefully". The day, I couldn't see you for the last time. The day, I cried so hard and loud; first time, in front of everyone.

You know grandpa, I cry every 20th of August, just thinking of you. So why don't you visit me in my dreams again? Like how you used to. You can buy me sweets again, we can visit the place again, but just don't say 'goodbye' to me this time. You know grandpa, I really wish you will return to my dreams again...


Dear grandpa...
I love you and you're missed, dearly.
R.I.P.



Date : Wednesday, August 18, 2010


Time : 7:54 PM


Title : Stolen

"What's done is done."
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There's no changing the past, so forget about it and move on. Mistakes are a part of being human. It all just depends on how you deal with it.







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