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| and yes! ashioashio.blogspot.com is no longer in use! neither is this xanga blog. i really don't like using xanga. hahaha. therefore, my new blog, http://ashioashio.wordpress.com all updates will be at there. this new blog is working fine and i love it! although i really miss my blogspot. but too bad, im unable to get it working. | | |
| thank you leonard, for helping me so much in my maths. you're one great friend.  keep your smiles going! thank you puay yong, my chemistry improved alot because of your patience to help me. work hard for your As too! =D thank you my classmates, who had helped me in a way or another. you guys are the best.  | | |
| i'm still unwell. =( i didn't manage to do well for prelims but that's ok. from now on, i'm now going to look back at all those shits that i've done. no use crying over spilled milk. i'm going to make full use over every tomorrow that i've got. i'll update my blog again when i've the time. cheers* and good luck to all.  | | |
| finally, i'm back in sinapore, after 5 days in indonesia for my gandpa's funeral. if wasn't for my cousins over there, i would really be bored to tears. my immune system is down. =( get what i mean? ok, sick. fever, flu, sore throat, stomach cramps. went to the doctor just now and he didn't charge me for the consultation fee! so only 17 bucks! gosh! and guess whats the reason? he knows my grandpa and my grandpa insist him to be his doctor everytime he came over to singapore. therefore the discount, after he knows about my grandpa's death. alright, i'm going to bed soon.  | | |
| i hate mourning the death of someone close. perhaps, no one in this world likes that feeling. my grandpa passed away. he was still so energetic yesterday. still able to scold my aunty unfillial and dirtied the whole toilet. yet, he's gone today. my dad must be in agony. he must be blaming himself for not being able to fulfill my gandpa's last wish. - to go back to china for one last visit. my aunty must be crying her heart out at the moment. she wished the quarrel last night, between my grandpa and her didn't happened. i still remember how my grandpa look when he slept at the back of the kelong. i still remember how he used to tell us stories and i wasn't paying attention at all. i still remember how he taught us fishing -the wrong way. i still remember the way he kept quietly and walked to his room when my grandma was cursing him. i still remember the loneliness in him when he watched the tv by his own. grandpa, you'll will missed by all of us. even though, you acted like a kid during this period of time. | | |
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