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a post ::finally, its done.::
on Saturday, February 04, 2006

finally, got that damned ipodmini sent for repairs at the appleshop. warranty rubbish all cleared, so its getting repaired now. while waiting there, i heard quite a few requests.

"can u repair it?"
"we dont repair ipods, so u have to buy a new one."

wtf? then have warranty for fuck. what a lousy excuse. and to think we spent top dollar for ipods. but i still love my mini. and creative is just so damned fugly and worse, they dont even have a support at all! u cant call and ask for help! lousy right. aha.

so then i went over to mr chuah's hse. looked at the shoes. all shoes. so sad, i thot clara wud go aha. damn long nv see that peacockster. that silly girl's always busy with hall stuff, even pang seh me to go to yih bleahhh. aha.

cant wait for late march!

faster get rid of final professional mbbs 1 better. then can slack for the vacation. IF i dont get vivas or supps. go myanmar, etc.

i miss you. really. haiz. y do u keep disappointing me with mere promises of your company only to be disappointed. it's quite annoying and painful sia. aiya!

cheers.

yk ranted at 11:47 PM!

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My Papa

2.45 am, 21/03/05, my papa finally lost his battle against late stage kidney cancer after 6 months.

He was a great person. I love him so much and it pains me to see him go. But it pains me even more to see him suffering in that hospital bed with failing organs, and on a morphine drip 24/7 that totally clouded his mind and made him quasi-comatose during his final hours.

A wonderful father, husband, brother, uncle, etc. A great friend. An exemplary worker. We all who know my papa will forever miss him so for we all are losing a very important person in our lives.

Indeed I am saddened at this loss but instead of looking at the glass as half empty, and lamenting the fact that I did not get to spend the rest of my days caring for my papa, sharing my life with him and so on, I will look at the glass as half full. This past 18 years of my life with papa, I can look back now, and say with all conviction, it was a great experience.

I love you, Papa. =)

ORANJELAIR
*oh the imperfection! ::

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-yk

lair in the grove of oranje.