death by our side. (reminder: it's emo)
Friday, November 16, 2007, 7:22 PM
Today was the last day of school. We had a Form party at the canteen. 'Yum......... Sheng!!!' AHAHAH. Everyone got high eating Dominos pizza. At the end of the day, we had group hugs. Jumping like monkeys in a circle. lols.
Then, ( Highlight to read. But mind you, it might be too emo for you. Be mentally prepared to read it)I came home, carrying all my books cleared frm my locker. It weighed like a ton. My dad called the house right after I stepped in. He told us to rush to the hospital, my grandma was in bad condition. My sister and I rushed to Gleneagles (thank god it is so near my house).
GLENEAGLES HOSPITALThere I saw her lying on the bed, gasping for air, eyes barely open. Both my aunties and uncle were crying by her bed. Her maid (caretaker) cried so badly. I stood by her bed side, holding her cold hand, tearing. My eyes felt sore. Finally, my dad, uncle and aunty decided to take her back home (my old house). The people in charge of the ambulance demanded for payment before they would do anything. WTF. It's a matter of life and death, you piece of ****! My uncle was close to whacking him up.
BACK AT THE HOUSEThey carried her to the bedroom after she came down from the ambulance. They turned on the Oxygen supply. She was in a half conscious state. No matter how hard we tried to call her, she just wouldn't respond. All of us stayed by her bed, sobbing. My aunty cleaned her up and put on her clothes and applied a bit of make-up. About 5. 20pm, her eyes were open. She could finally see the rest of us. Everyone was crying. We already knew she wouldn't be able to last any longer. My aunty told her to follow the light she will see. My dad also passed her his handphone with my brother on the line. He was calling her for the last time. Suddenly, her body became tense and let out her last breath. She left, peacefully. My dad was crying. I held her hand till the very last moment. The moment where she chose to give up. The time to free herself from all the pain in the world. We were told not to cry. That way, she can leave us peacefully. Like what the chinese normally say, 'On Sum Xiong Lou'. They covered her with the black robes. And, that was the end of it. I regretted not spending more time with her when she was still here with us. It's too late now. I admit, I'm not a good grand-daughter. I apologise for all my mistakes. If only there was more time. To you people out there, appreciate your loved ones. Don't wait till it's too late and regret like me. If there was just something I could do. **dedicated to her (in mandrin): ZHE JU HUA KE NENG LAI DE TAI CHI, DAN SHI WO HAI SHI YAO SHUO YI SHENG: " DUI BU QI". XIE XIE NI WEI WO SHUO ZHOU DE YI QIE. WO MEN HUI YONG YUAN DE AI NI. AN XI SHANG LU BAH.. p.s. Sorry I can't make it to Bangkok Jazz this Sunday (you know who you are). lols. Sorry guys, can't make it on Monday too. There'll be "Da Zai" at my old house for 3 nights. All the prayers and stuff.