Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are… Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return. –Mary Jean Iron–
Grave Visit July 27, 2003
Went to see my grandparents’ graves in Marabau, Kudat… They recently cemented the graves and fixed a cross to each. Ma and siblings still cried. Mamang (grandpa) passed away three years ago while I was in KL for the weekend. Grandma died before I was born. I was never in the vicinity when they passed away. Not a single one, including my father’s parents. With squinting eyes, I take this as a sign or maybe a glimpse of my future… Although I don’t know what. Dui!
Hazel’s Baby July 26, 2003
Mid-semester break starts today. Just a mere one week but I’m grateful for the interruption. I wish I could run away from the assignments… Currently have four books to read. I’m usually good at piling up things and then have a hell of time trying to clear the desk. But this is different, Ah Lian… By the way, we went to visit Hazel and her new baby today. It’s a boy!!! Tiny hands, tiny ears, tiny features and all still pink… To think we were once that way–small and helpless…
Madam Cranky July 11, 2003
Whew! I’m more relieved then thrilled that it’s weekend. Was scowled by Madam A today for scheduling my sax lesson during her tutorial. It was an unintentional mistake but she seem to love raising her voice to anyone crossing her path with or without the “Opps!”. Hmm, I hope I’m not that ferocious with people when I’m at her old, old age…
Yuck July 2, 2003
I’d hate to sound depress but I do feel a little melancholic right now. Something like a slight disappointment. Like finding that the ice-cream didn’t taste as good as it looked on advertisement. Maybe the excitement of being back in school is starting to wear off. Maybe it’s the Arabic class or the alto sax that’s making me feel stupid… Actually those assignments and practices are not so much the problem as time management. Aaah, enough said… Oh, and on top of that I miss receiving pay cheques every end of month. Ishk! Anyways, on another spot of my brain I’m wondering how Skinikat is doing in Tom Yam land… I hope he’s in a better mood than I am.
