26th April

It's been a month since you left..
I remember...

you used to care and dote on me;
you used to joke around with us;
you used to curse my favourite team, Liverpool FC, of losing this-and-that match;
you used to joke about the football players, like Torres, Gerrard, C.Ronaldo;
you used to antagonise me by discussing about Liverpool whenever they lost a match;
you used to place The New Paper at my window whenever Liverpool lost;
you used to place The New Paper at my window whenever Liverpool won an important match;
you asked me last year if I wanted Liverpool's Euro Away Shirt, as your friend works in adidas factory;

you used to buy me my favourite food - chicken wings - when you passed by pasar malam ocassionally;
you brought me to CD store at Jurong Point after my tuition lesson when I was still a primary six girl, to buy Daniel Chan's album - 风一样的男子 - after knowing that I like his songs;
you used to antagonise me with Nicholas Tse, too;
you used to bring brothers and I around when we were still young;
you got me a necklace when you striked lottery years ago;
you got me a costume in China, and I wore it immediately without even washing it, to pose for a picture;

you got me takoyaki and a honeyed chicken wing on the day we did spring cleaning this year. That was the last time you did that;

you looked for the most bargained PSP when you know brother and I were looking for one, and we had to disappoint you when we changed our decision to buy at the store that eldest brother had bought his;
you so willingly brought brother and I to buy PSP on 14 March 2008, when you actually doesn't have to;

you drove granduncles, grandaunts, uncles, aunt, younger brother, future sis-in-law and I to Little India and Bugis on 2nd brother's big day. On the way there, you were the one who told us S.R Nathan's residing place. Before we left Bugis for home, you gave us $7 to buy ice-cream. You said you didn't want any. That was the last time you drove us around;

you came over and sit with us at our table halfway into the dinner during 2nd brother's big day. As usual, you joked around, too;

you antagonised me with something (which I've no recollection of), and I stopped talking to you for a period of time. We slowly started talking to each other again. I regretted. I really do. I shouldn't have done that. That was so silly of me. I'm terribly sorry. I know it's useless now;

you asked me about granduncle's air ticket that Monday. I was a little pissed off before you spoke to me, hence the irritated reply from me. I so regret it. That was the last time we spoke, and I had to talk to you with that tone. I'm really sorry;

you were a supporter of Liverpool's arch-rival, Manchester United. Not forgetting your lovely Real Madrid;
Manchester United had won Liverpool the Sunday before you left, you must've feel great;
Manchester United vs Liverpool. That was the last Premier League match that you had watched;
I supposed you had watched the international match before you left, too;
I used to have football shorts (green colour) back then, thinking back, it must've been given by you. Silly me, I didn't know that was a football shorts back then. Hahs.

I know when you said some unpleasant stuffs, you certainly doesn't mean it. I know you cared. But as you know, I'm short-tempered. So I tend to get irritated at times. I was always apologetic after that.

I've so much memories of you. I've got lots of sorry to say. If only time could turn back, how great that would be? I would treasure you, your laughter, your everything... I would chat with you more often, advise you on that matter. I would take good care of you. Everything.

But time could never turn back.

Thank you for everything.

I so miss you. =(

All I could do now it to pray for you. You must live well in the other world, alright? We aren't by your side now. Do take great care of yourself. Don't worry about grandma, okay? We'll take great care of her, too.

Aiks. I'm crying.. I guess I can't continue any further...

This has been weighing on my heart for a month. And I'm still very much traumatised by this. =( Guess no one could help.

Labels: 26/03/2008, Down, Memories, Regrets, Reminiscence, RIP