I always regard life as a script.

we write our own script in life.

making decisions on our own.

there are so many stories to be unfold by the decisions we make..

and every now and than we will have new pple in our life..

a chapter closed..

and another new chapter opened..

no one ever likes a draggy storyline..

but everyone loves a happy ending=)

I get to see you once every yr..

every time i went over..

u wld be sitting at the same rocking chair..

wearing that sarong around ur waist and a white singlet..

smiling to us=)

as a young gal back than..

all I know is to eat the CNY goodies and watch the Stephen Chow's movie on tv..

otherwise I wld be running down to the merry-go-round with my brothers..

As I grew older..

the r/s between the both of you turn sour..

but I insist to continue to visit you..

but that particular yr..

I failed to turn up..

and i regret it..

coz I never get to see you again.

10yrs ago on 13th June..

you left this world without saying goodbye to me..

you were in the hospital for a mth.. and no one inform my family..

its was saddening and I remembered I cried really loud when your coffin was pushed into that orange hole..

and all my dad could say..

dont cry..

and all my grand aunt would say..

cry louder..

and all i haf left were memories of you..

if i cld turn back time..

i wish i visited u more often dan once a year..

though we seldom talk..

but deep within me..

i feel attached to you..

I love you..

and i miss you alot..

gong gong chocolate..