Thank God for His guidance, protection & love.
So it was Hari Anugerah Cemerlang on Saturday. Reached school at around 7.15 am and saw a few of the prefect's. Not that i was getting an award, i was there to help teacher with the certificates for the top students, scholars, achievers and the souvenir for the VIP. and everything went well. hung around with the prefect's and helped teacher along with karrern. took some pictures, really stupid and funny ones. & i particularly like one. but, someone wasn't there in school that day.
later, mummy came and we stopped by hoe wei's house. then,went off to my mum's office in mont kiara. stopped by fun zone where she wanted to check things out and their cultural exposure that day. played in a children's playground with sister and i love the slide where you slide into a pool of plastic balls. it was really fun, like little toddlers all over again. (: then we went to their cultural exposure activity where there were Japanese kids and others. there was this one boy who was half British half Chinese & he looks like harry potter. they were playing games and then proceeded to this craft called 'the eye of God'. and i forgot, their cultural exposure that day was about Mexico. =) later on, we went back to mummy's office where she did her work while sis and I did word search. then, we called grandma to ask about my grandpa's condition and daddy decided to drive down to muar. so after a delicious Japanese lunch, we got back home and started packing. and off we went. I was so exhausted that i slept through the entire journey.
without turning into my grandparent's home, we went to the hospital. but then, only one person was allowed to enter. so,mummy, sis and i went around while waiting for daddy. went for dinner later on and went home for a good night's rest. but,the night didn't end that early. because white chicks was on, so we watched and i talked to someone for a while. apparently someone was watching the same show. talk about co-incidence. & that was about it.
Sunday was cell Sunday. but,i missed it. it was our youth's very first cell Sunday since being a younger youth to the actual youth.I heard they had a good time and enjoyed themselves. they even watched kungfu panda and played water balloons. :) anyway, drag myself out of bed at around 10. watched tv and dilly-dally here and there till around 5 where we decided to go visit grandpa again before we head home here in kl. as i enter the ward, i instantly felt that uncomfort. there's something about me and hospitals, we don't go well. I dislike hospitals but i like airports, except for the part where people leave for somewhere. anyway, walked to the end of the ward & there he was. on drips, looking uncomfortable while bearing the pain but didn't utter a single word of discomfort. grandpa has always been a tough man, so is grandma-she's a tough woman. even though he did not complain about anything and he wasn't able to walk because he had pneumonia, both sister & i started to cry in silence. as we left, we said a silent prayer for him. on the way home, i thought about stuff & I'm sure about something. (:
So it was Hari Anugerah Cemerlang on Saturday. Reached school at around 7.15 am and saw a few of the prefect's. Not that i was getting an award, i was there to help teacher with the certificates for the top students, scholars, achievers and the souvenir for the VIP. and everything went well. hung around with the prefect's and helped teacher along with karrern. took some pictures, really stupid and funny ones. & i particularly like one. but, someone wasn't there in school that day.
later, mummy came and we stopped by hoe wei's house. then,went off to my mum's office in mont kiara. stopped by fun zone where she wanted to check things out and their cultural exposure that day. played in a children's playground with sister and i love the slide where you slide into a pool of plastic balls. it was really fun, like little toddlers all over again. (: then we went to their cultural exposure activity where there were Japanese kids and others. there was this one boy who was half British half Chinese & he looks like harry potter. they were playing games and then proceeded to this craft called 'the eye of God'. and i forgot, their cultural exposure that day was about Mexico. =) later on, we went back to mummy's office where she did her work while sis and I did word search. then, we called grandma to ask about my grandpa's condition and daddy decided to drive down to muar. so after a delicious Japanese lunch, we got back home and started packing. and off we went. I was so exhausted that i slept through the entire journey.
without turning into my grandparent's home, we went to the hospital. but then, only one person was allowed to enter. so,mummy, sis and i went around while waiting for daddy. went for dinner later on and went home for a good night's rest. but,the night didn't end that early. because white chicks was on, so we watched and i talked to someone for a while. apparently someone was watching the same show. talk about co-incidence. & that was about it.
Sunday was cell Sunday. but,i missed it. it was our youth's very first cell Sunday since being a younger youth to the actual youth.I heard they had a good time and enjoyed themselves. they even watched kungfu panda and played water balloons. :) anyway, drag myself out of bed at around 10. watched tv and dilly-dally here and there till around 5 where we decided to go visit grandpa again before we head home here in kl. as i enter the ward, i instantly felt that uncomfort. there's something about me and hospitals, we don't go well. I dislike hospitals but i like airports, except for the part where people leave for somewhere. anyway, walked to the end of the ward & there he was. on drips, looking uncomfortable while bearing the pain but didn't utter a single word of discomfort. grandpa has always been a tough man, so is grandma-she's a tough woman. even though he did not complain about anything and he wasn't able to walk because he had pneumonia, both sister & i started to cry in silence. as we left, we said a silent prayer for him. on the way home, i thought about stuff & I'm sure about something. (:
you don't know,
but I'm sure.
but I'm sure.
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