Tuesday, June 17, 2008 12:48 PM
it's been 49 days,
according to chinese superstition,
the souls of the dearly departed still linger around for 7 weeks,
after which they will leave forever to a different world.
when someone passes away,
sth dies inside each of us.
the sun seems less bright, our smiles a little more dim.
everyday, sth reminds me of you.
after today, the portrait's to be brought home, wrapped with a red paper,
kept somewhere high up on a cupboard,
only to be opened a year later.
it's some kind of tradition passed down from the olden days,
where people believed that time will heal the pain,
can time really heal all pain?
or is it just a saying?
that no matter how much time has passed the pain is just as great?

anw need to do a lot of packing and clearing these couple of days,
it's quite painful to go through all the stuff,
but then, some things have to be thrown away,
to prepare for a new beginning i suppose.

am feeling very disgusted right now.
cos half of the walls in the living room,
is painted in a weird cream/light yellow or whatever crap it is,
with white patches here and there (cos the painting was done quite badly)
the colour was chosen without asking my opinion at all.
omg.
it's damn fugly lar!! :(
YUCKS!
makes me even more determined to get away from this dsyfunctional family.
haiz.