666
and so
06/06/06 : today is the day of the devil.
which leads me to talk about what is life about. and also, with life, it always comes DEATH.
as some of u may know. my grandad past away. i woke up on a early cheery sunday morning to my mum saying "ah ye has past away". well, as sad as it may seem, my grandad has been bed ridden and in deep dementia for the past 2 yrs. but i do hold fond memories of my grandad.
what is life then? has he lived a fulfilled life? i rmb joan saying how the person has lived life equates to how many people turn up at his wake, and how many people cry for him. well, at ah ye's wake there were people, well, lets say quite a lot but i didnt see a single person cry yet. and to be honest, i myself didnt feel much going to his wake nor when hearing of his demise. this doesnt mean that i dont love my grandad... its jst probably due to the lack of interaction over the past years that led to this gap. my grandad to me was one of the grandparent that i most respected. he was a great man.
going to his wake everyday definitely didnt mean going to a free buffet(cough:::eugene!:::cough) nor did it mean wasting time when i can do something else.
im glad he is in heaven now where things are much better than here on earth.
at times, i just really wonder what if i die tmr.
well, to be honest, i do not fear death. there s only 2 places i cld go after dying.
HEAVEN OR HELL.
and even though ive been the bastard that i am, im pretty sure that i ll be in heaven.
one thing i d really wonder at times wld be. if i die, what wld happen to my mum, my gf, my best friend.
at my funeral wld there be even people? let alone people who wld actually cry and miss me?
some say how imprt u are is how much people miss u when u re gone.
i d really like to be able to watch over my own funeral :)
but it wld really be cool to meet GOD wldnt it?
sometimes, i look arnd and see the people arnd me. running arnd this whole race rat called LIFE.
and i wonder, do they ever feel content? yea, they have it all, money, looks, friends, houses, status, fame, good sex. but deep down, when they re at the dying breath, can they look me in the eye and say "what a time i had on earth!"
or wld they feel that they cld have done more?
sometimes we get so caught up in everything arnd us such that we look past minor details that could make our own lives or someone else's so much more fulfilled.
things like rushing off to work and forgetting to say goodbye to ur loved ones.
or maybe forgetting ur daughter's birthday because of a business meeting?
how bout putting ur own prioities which arent important ahead of someone else who really needs ur help?
or perhaps something simple like shouting at ur son with finding out what he did or didnt do and jst screaming cos u feel things should run YOUR way?
we do these, and then when its been cooled down. we feel bad, we regret and sometimes we re bold enough to apologise.
they say apologising makes things better. well, sometimes it does.
but let me tell u from personal experience.
SORRY WILL NOT BRING THINGS BACK TO THEY WAY IT WAS BEFORE.
its like breaking a mirror.... pasting it back will nt give u a perfect piece anymore.
some people fear death like some plague.
let me tell u.
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE!
just live life the way ur heart tells u to and dont be such a fucker.
at church the other day, i was sitting down in my corner and this thought flashed my mind.
come tuesday, 666, devil's day aint it?
and it sent a chill down my spine jst as i am feeling right now.
DONT ASK WHY :)
ps. me and my gf did it three times today. im a happy man.
but that does that make me a fulfilled man?
06/06/06 : today is the day of the devil.
which leads me to talk about what is life about. and also, with life, it always comes DEATH.
as some of u may know. my grandad past away. i woke up on a early cheery sunday morning to my mum saying "ah ye has past away". well, as sad as it may seem, my grandad has been bed ridden and in deep dementia for the past 2 yrs. but i do hold fond memories of my grandad.
what is life then? has he lived a fulfilled life? i rmb joan saying how the person has lived life equates to how many people turn up at his wake, and how many people cry for him. well, at ah ye's wake there were people, well, lets say quite a lot but i didnt see a single person cry yet. and to be honest, i myself didnt feel much going to his wake nor when hearing of his demise. this doesnt mean that i dont love my grandad... its jst probably due to the lack of interaction over the past years that led to this gap. my grandad to me was one of the grandparent that i most respected. he was a great man.
going to his wake everyday definitely didnt mean going to a free buffet(cough:::eugene!:::cough) nor did it mean wasting time when i can do something else.
im glad he is in heaven now where things are much better than here on earth.
at times, i just really wonder what if i die tmr.
well, to be honest, i do not fear death. there s only 2 places i cld go after dying.
HEAVEN OR HELL.
and even though ive been the bastard that i am, im pretty sure that i ll be in heaven.
one thing i d really wonder at times wld be. if i die, what wld happen to my mum, my gf, my best friend.
at my funeral wld there be even people? let alone people who wld actually cry and miss me?
some say how imprt u are is how much people miss u when u re gone.
i d really like to be able to watch over my own funeral :)
but it wld really be cool to meet GOD wldnt it?
sometimes, i look arnd and see the people arnd me. running arnd this whole race rat called LIFE.
and i wonder, do they ever feel content? yea, they have it all, money, looks, friends, houses, status, fame, good sex. but deep down, when they re at the dying breath, can they look me in the eye and say "what a time i had on earth!"
or wld they feel that they cld have done more?
sometimes we get so caught up in everything arnd us such that we look past minor details that could make our own lives or someone else's so much more fulfilled.
things like rushing off to work and forgetting to say goodbye to ur loved ones.
or maybe forgetting ur daughter's birthday because of a business meeting?
how bout putting ur own prioities which arent important ahead of someone else who really needs ur help?
or perhaps something simple like shouting at ur son with finding out what he did or didnt do and jst screaming cos u feel things should run YOUR way?
we do these, and then when its been cooled down. we feel bad, we regret and sometimes we re bold enough to apologise.
they say apologising makes things better. well, sometimes it does.
but let me tell u from personal experience.
SORRY WILL NOT BRING THINGS BACK TO THEY WAY IT WAS BEFORE.
its like breaking a mirror.... pasting it back will nt give u a perfect piece anymore.
some people fear death like some plague.
let me tell u.
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE!
just live life the way ur heart tells u to and dont be such a fucker.
at church the other day, i was sitting down in my corner and this thought flashed my mind.
come tuesday, 666, devil's day aint it?
and it sent a chill down my spine jst as i am feeling right now.
DONT ASK WHY :)
ps. me and my gf did it three times today. im a happy man.
but that does that make me a fulfilled man?
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