where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Tuesday, November 07, 2006

So, after SSO's silver screen spectacular on thursday and the weekend getaway to Phiphi, I'm finally back to face what seems to be the most dreaded period of every academic semester.

Phiphi was great fun, as it was supposed to be, photos in the next entry I hope. Nothing like the sun, sand and sea. Cliche, but hey, its been tested and proven to satisfy each time. It's always great to be able to detach oneself from the humdrums of city life to immerse in nature.

I was reading the inflight magazine which did a feature on a super-exclusive tree top villa tucked in a secluded jungle in Thailand, managed by Four Seasons no less. That brings a whole new meaning to tree house living. Visit http://www.fourseasons.com/goldentriangle/ for more details.

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Grandma's personal belongings have largely been sorted out. I took home one of her oriental looking suits she made all by herself. I really have no idea whats the proper name for this fashion, but it's one of those with a nice chinese collar complete with butterfly knots and flowy pants.

But one thing we have left relatively untouched is her bed (the bedsheets still changed weekly of course). Still left in its place, I can still recall the last time she rested on it, just before we decided to ward her in NUH. That was the last day she ever spent at home.

I am sure my aunts, mom, cousins, and definitely myself had lovely memories of that bed. It was a place we snuggled up with grandma, and I am not ashamed to say that, at 22, its something I love to do. I remember taking naps beside her, holding her hand as she rested during the period she was undergoing chemotheraphy. And how when she woke up, she would quietly leave for the living room, careful not to disturb my sleep. Always.

My cousins loved her room, it was indeed a place we felt so at home. Not only because it was always windy, but I suspect it was my grandma's presence that made the room all that special for us.

Today, I took a lazy nap on grandma's bed. I was tired but found it initally hard to sleep. And its not hard to understand why. It was such a familiar feeling to lie there, but yet the circumstances are vastly different now. No hand to reach out to hold onto, no warmth of grandma to feel at ease with.

I still miss her.

But her legacy lives on, definitely. And I live each day so proud to be her grandson, so proud to be part of the family she brought up, so proud to be doused in her love, so proud I can call her mine.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 11:01 PM

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