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Date : Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Time : 9:42 PM Title : Florence Santamaria is my Grandma's name. ![]() It's such a bad time for me personally. With the news that Grandma is hospitalized and from what I'm hearing, things are not doing fine. I'm worried for what might and going to happen. But all I can do is to pray for the best. My mind is not at ease, maybe I need jokes? Maybe I need more jokes? I don't know. But every small things I do, I think about her. She's the only grandmother that I'm close to. Other than Ah Ma who passed away due to cancer a few years back. It's hard to see people you love leave you. But it's all in God's hand. I pray that Grandma will be able to recover soon. On the other hand, school is rather boring. I woke up late. Half-hearted to turn up for lessons. But for the sake of attendance, I headed down. Rather dull day in school. Started with a wet Wednesday morning. Design lesson was useless today. All we do is either Counter Strike, Facebook or Blogs. It's so boring, I nearly died in the cold air-conditioned room. The thought of still lazing around in bed made me so upset. Secret Society talk was cancelled. Therefore, there was IEP. Again, nothing much. Ms Nair returned our proposal and I'm glad with the positive remarks we've got. Yay us. I was not allowed to follow my parents to the hospital & that pretty much make me so disappointed. However, Chrysanthemum tea + Butter bun + BK = Makes my day. Now, I'm back to "I-WORRY-MY-GRANDMA-MODE" Sigh, help. Burning teardrops, mournful cries. I sit alone and pray to the skies. Chest is heavy, breath is short. A million fears, so hard to sort. You gave me life, you gave it meaning. And too see you at this condition leaves my mind screaming. I wish you well, I want things right. I wish I could be by your side tonight. Be well quick, I need you here. My hope slips further with every tear. The silence mock, the darkness blind. I can feel the worry consume my mind. My body shakes, I can barely stand. I feel lost without your supportive hand. My prayers are with you, like no other. Get better soon, I need you Grandmother. |
Am Eurasian. Mom, Chinese. Dad, Eurasian. Love messy hair. Am a student of ITE College Central (Bishan Campus) - Event Management. Coke addict. I strongly believe that the world you desire can be won. It does exists. So does your true love. You just got to fight for it. Apr 15, 2009 Apr 16, 2009 Apr 17, 2009 Apr 19, 2009 Apr 21, 2009 Apr 22, 2009 Apr 24, 2009 Apr 25, 2009 Apr 26, 2009 Apr 27, 2009 Apr 28, 2009 Apr 29, 2009 Apr 30, 2009 May 2, 2009 May 3, 2009 May 4, 2009 May 5, 2009 May 6, 2009 May 9, 2009 May 10, 2009 May 15, 2009 May 17, 2009 May 18, 2009 May 20, 2009 May 24, 2009 May 25, 2009 May 27, 2009 May 31, 2009 Jun 1, 2009 Jun 2, 2009 Jun 5, 2009 Jun 8, 2009 Jun 10, 2009 Jun 13, 2009 Jun 19, 2009 Jun 20, 2009 Jun 26, 2009 Jun 29, 2009 Jul 4, 2009 Jul 6, 2009 Jul 8, 2009 Jul 10, 2009 Jul 13, 2009 Jul 16, 2009 |