2pm : i called grandma. and she said "no more already, no more already"

i was upset but i chose to live in escapism the whole day. i refused to think bout it.

8 plus pm : auntie fengyi said that actually hes still breathing. hes kept alive by a machine. i was hopeful and glad. i made up my mind to go down to the hospital tomorrow morning. i want to at least see him. i messaged a few people and asked them to keep my granduncle in prayer.

9.40 pm : i received a call from mummy "do you know that he passed away already? at 9.05"

9.42 : W messaged me and said that he will accompany me to the hospital tomorrow.


but hes gone already, for real.

i feel mother horrible for not even seeing him for the last time. i feel terribly horrible. i really wanted to go down to see him tomorrow. ive already decided.. but he didnt wait for me. i should have skipped pw. i should have rushed there after dinner. i could have i could have i could have seen him for the last time. i could have.

this sucks.



a really small part of my gigantic family.
year : 2001

top right hand corner. the man in blue.