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fly away
blahhh,im sick at home with tonsils.it sucks cos im not allowed to eat anything besides soups,non-spicy and non-fried stuff,leaving me with bread and bland soup.
im beginning to think i'll never be able to turn vegetarian by the time i turn 19.
and im still contemplating whether to take my sats...hmmm.ive no idea if i'll ever use it.
anyway tmr's 1st may,i think its the 10 or 11th death anniversary of my paternal grandpa, Papa Charlie.
we're supposed to go visit his grave tmr,but now due to complicated family politics (which freaking annoys me,why cant everyone just get along and stop gossiping!), we're not sure if everyone's going,or if we're going.i hope we do,and that my tonsils are better by tmr.
i still do miss papa charlie sometimes,though its more like i see something n it reminds me off him. whenever i see a tall-ish skinny indian man with white hair,i think of him. and i really am proud of him,lemme tell you abt him,and boast on his behalf!so family history time!
he was a sailor,who sailed(partly to get away from his strict dad). when the japanese occupation came,he joined the underground foces against the japs,but unfortunately was captured and sent to burma and slogged over the burmese railway. thank God he survived, he came back married my grandma when she was 16,he 31.and then proceeded to live a very very simple quiet life,rarely venturing out of the house.
i wished he was still alive,so i could ask him to tell me all his war stories and sea adventures.im a sucker for any older person armed with their life stories to tell me.
my mum said he told them to all his children and their spouses so many times they got bored and eventually tuned out when he told them abt it. funny how it is huh. u never do appreciate what's you have,when someone else would be more than thrilled to take ur place.
n he was a great grandpa,nice to the fault n really gentle. though i heard he was a boxer,thats how my dad n his brothers learnt to fight.haha..
everyone says he was a simple man,he definately wasn't worldly,and probably could never quote me socrates. or debate religion with anyone,nor could he effectively run a business, but all that didnt matter. cos he was gentle, kind, devoted and loving, and thats more than enough to me,cos he was a perfect grandpa, and i loved him in that short time i got to know him.i wished he was ard longer,but he was 82,so i guess thats a ripe old age to have lived to.
okay before i sound overly sappy,i just wished grandpa,granny and papa charlie were still ard. tmr's also gonna be the 2nd mth since granny's gone,though it still feels more recent than that.
and you know,i hope and pray,there really is a heaven and not purgatory,just so that they 3 would be there happy and at peace.
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