it's been, about 2 weeks since gong gong passed away. and i dont feel any tears coming on when i mention about it anymore. coming to terms with death, that's what.
oh, but at the church production with priscilia, it was just too coincidental that one segment was devoted to 'Goodbye Grandma'. That had me struggling with the inner faucet for a while, and i think i got pris a bit worried at the start. but it's all fine. :)
on the topic of dates, it's only eleven days more before ill be seeing diana FOR REAL! and not through some blurred, laggy online window. december's sounding like a really good month.
I dragged out the flattened fake christmas tree, despite mom's discouragements (she said traditionally, we aren't allowed to celebrate because gong gong just passed away.) But really, i dont see any reason why gong gong wouldnt want to see us happy. And so, i started getting it all poofed up and standing on its legs. now all i got to do is drape the string of lights around and accessorise it with glass stars and silver angels. that will have to wait till my final paper on Thurs.
My, i have no idea how to study for Theatre Studies, really. I'm just reading Esslin, and hoping that all that information comes into use when i flip the paper over. that whole four days to prepare is kinda wasted on me.
At least, it's just one more day. :)
gong gong, i really believe you've gone on to a better place, with po po.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 12:02 AM.