Desaru

just came back from desaru....its a 2 day 1 night trip..though short ...its fun to hang out with friends...just sleep..chat...suntanning..swimming..picking shells...
photos are up at facebook... at the following links..:)

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=46704&l=ad7d6&id=704446994


http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=46705&l=fdabe&id=704446994

busy busy me...

Into my 2nd week into the company.....
so far so good..just feel like im attending lectures all over again..
now should be my 'slack' period in my job as me and my colleagues get to have 1.5 hrs lunch..
all will be over soon next week...i dun want!!!


I like this kind of life too..

My grandmother...

My grandmother married early at the age of 16...
unfortunately..my grandfather passed away early and she had to raised 9 kids on her own...



She took care of me for a few years....the younger baby was me...



In primary school, she would always give me alot of pocket money ...every night before school she will stuff alot of coins in my purse...for which i am really grateful..cos
last time kids' pocket money is only 1 buck or less...i will always have more than 2 bucks every day...
because of me....she fell down on her way to fetch me from Sports Day.. and could not walk for weeks..was wheel chair bound...our house was so inconvenient for her as there is no elevator...

A few years later...she went back to malaysia to take care of other grandchildren..

the last photo I took with her was this year Chinese New Year...






but just got back from her funeral yesterday...which was only a short 3 days...





In loving memory of Tan Seok Eng


From 29 Feb 1926 to 5 June 2008 7.30pm
Leaving behind 9 children...5 daughter-in-laws...4 son-in-laws...
35 grandchildren...16 great grandchildren..

I must say she had a wonderful 82 years....managed to live long enough to see great grandchildren...
没机会告诉你谢谢你的照顾
没有机会回报你。。。

Don't go,please come back...

please be well

just went to Telok Intan, Perak to visit my mom's mom...who is ill...
dont even know if she recognise me or any of us or not..
She is 82....I hope she can live another 10 more years...
my mom was trying hard not to cry...so did I..
do not even know if she is getting better or not..
All i pray is..whatever happens...she will not be in pain..
She used to hold my hand.....now I have to hold hers....cos she is not holding mine anymore..

looking at her made me realise that
In the end, it is not the amount of money you earn,
neither are the memories one have...
Instead it is how people remember you by that really matters...