Goodbye...

This morning I recieved a call from a friend. He told me Karen passed away last night. Memorial will be held until Tuesday.

I should've visited her at the hospital yesterday morning. But I went to work thinking that I could make the visit another day. To work... One more regret to add to the list of regrets in my life.

Rest in peace Karen. May angels watch over your soul.

No title...

I found out just a while ago that a friend of mine is in critical condition in the hospital. I heard that it was liver cancer and it has since spread to her lungs. The doctors have stopped treatment and are just giving her drugs to ease the pain now. It's obvious where this is heading...

I don't know how to feel. In fact, I don't feel anything. Maybe it's because it's just news, like that which you read in the newspapers. Maybe it's just something heard in passing and sounds impossible to be true. Maybe I have to see her in person before it hits me.

She looked as happy and healthy the last time I saw her, a few months back. And then this is the first news I've heard about her. This is so sudden...

I wonder how her husband is doing and taking this. They're among the nicest people I know and are only a few years older then I.

I'm afraid of how I'll feel when it hits me. But I can't imagine what he's going through right now.


God bless you, Karen, Jason.

Rantspace: First Entry

I just got back from a 44 hour jaunt at work. First thing I find out upon getting home is a stupid reminder from the Stupid Armed Forces that I have to go for a fitnees test in late January. Adding to that, is the fact that the letter has already been opened and read by someone even though it was clearly addressed to me and me alone. Mostly likely my mother.


Now I love my mom, but sometimes she does these things that just ticks me off. Of course it's nothing compared to the infurating feeling everytime I get some... stupid message from the Stupid Armed Forces. Mostly reminders to go for this fitness or other. I aready did my time in National Service. I don't anything to do with that bunch anymore and yet the Govenment of Singapore expects all who have entered NS continue to participating in it's activities for 13 cycles (read years) after completion of National Service. Even if some of us want nothing more than to be left alone.

Part of the price of growing up in Singapore.

I'm not even going to rant about work now, anything from the SAF always puts everything in the back seat. The organization cares not to be second banana to anything. Or anyone.

Till next time.