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Sunday, August 8, 2010 ♥ 11:55 PM
Ash-like Snow
11am...
Ah Yang drove me and Hock to my house to get some things for the funeral...
Reached my doorstep...
I found that I forgot to brin my keys...zzz
Haha...
Called mum...
She nagged and cabbed down...lol...
bought bubbletea while waitin...
Bath...
Washed clothes...
Cabbed back to grandma house...
In the Cab...

secretly took Hock's pic...

Hock actin cool~

Hock's artistic view of my mum..
*************************************************************The pics below could be disturbin to non-Buddhist/Taoist...The night before my uncle's cremation...
We were to burn the paper house,paper money and stuff prepared for him...











As these were bein burnt...
wind blew...
and the ashes flew...
floatin down like snowflakes..
Durin this scene...
I felt like cryin...
flashback of the past...
with my uncle and I...
were flippin in my mind like pages from a book...
The things were burnin hot...
but my heart felt cold...
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