Saturday, December 30, 2006
[[death... i saw it..]]
its the third death i knew of this 2 weeks.. the first is my wai gong, then JJ's ah gong... now my Grandaunt.. i made the right decision to visit her lsat week and last evening...
she passed away in the house.. i'm not close with her... but she willl call me ah boy n stuff when she sees my when the family gets together once in a blue moon.. she knows who i am.. i just felt that it was right to visit her while i still can... i think i made the right choice... the people in the house cried as the doctor annouced her death.. i didn't.. at one point i nearly did... my vision blurrred.. but not because of my grandaunt.. i imagined if it were my Mama... my heart ached... there's still so much i have not done... this night made me want to be home more often... the hols are coming to an end... my four day week is busted because of a UE on fri... i thought i could go home earlier... in any case, i busted last sem.. now i'm in deep shit... how the hell do i locate my mentor?? alot of probs to settle.. my strenght is also my bane...
i stayed in hall again tonite... tmr got rugby... its not that i want my hall to lose.. but i hope we dont win... otherwise it would mean more time away from my family... i was talking to amanda that day... unlike her, i knew very little about my own family.... i'm trying to get close to them.. but i dunno how...
this is one of those times ii feel lost and alone again...
i cant solve my own probs... and i dont know what to do about things i feel about home... some people tell me that i don't seem the sort, but they feel that i'm filial from the things i say and do... my feelings are true.. they are not a show... i hope i am not misunderstood..
Mama's Bday is a month away.. i wonder how long it's been that i last gave her a Bday present.. i just dont know how to... why am i like that.. this time, i have no clue either.. but i feel like giving her the letter that i had intended so long ago... PS: if you know how to help me, help me, pls..
I can feel it man... when Ma says things about me.. she is like so proud of me, although sometimes she gets things wrong.... like when people ask why i am so black... she would always happily say that its because i swim alot when its because of tennis or waterpolo.... but i can feel it.. she feels happy talking about her son...
i still see no point in studying... its going to get me again..
i seriously need help... but in the first place.. i dont know what the fuck is my prob...
initially i had some happier things to blog about... well... i dont know now...
anyway,


the belated xmas gift inside seemed too cheapo so i decided to make my own carrier... I'm glad you liked it... thankfully i chose the right gift!
by the way... i'm this little kid's uncle..

i'm so black laPS: you seemed troubled.. what happened? can i help you??
i was here @
2:15 AM.