Grandpa passed away peacefully yesterday afternoon at 2.30 p.m. at age 91. I still remember the last time i saw him at the hospital in Penang. It was after his pelvic bone surgery and right after he woke up and saw me he asked about my studies and why i wasn't at class that day.
Yeah. He had always valued education, and that is why i am frantically (in panic!) stuffing myself with information and facts so that i will be able to regurgitate them (stylishly, mind you) onto my exam script. Let's hope i don't fail grandpa.
Will be taking a train -for the second time in my life- back to my hometown for the funeral. My parents are already there. Grandpa will be buried next to granny at this hilly cemetery that has lots and lots of butterflies fluttering about. Apparently people say the spirits of the people transform into butterflies, which is fascinating.
There are lots of rituals to be done, all the burning of incense and silver paper etc. I think i will rather not be buried when i die, y'know, living with all the insects and worms with no air circulation. And even worse, i might risk having my coffin unceremoniously dug open by graveyard thieves foraging for trinklets and ornaments buried along with me. Hmm.
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Anyway, just to take my mind off these depressing stuff, i'll go and check out my exam venues and timeslots. Later~
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