This month is not my month. I lost my handphone today. Slid outta my pocket and onto the seat, i guess. Made the discovery too late. It'snot the phone that I am bummed abt, it's the numbers....Had numbers of ppl I now have no way of getting touch with...Not unless they call....Dammit. September is seriously screwed up for me. Arghhh!! Why am I so careless?!!!

My mother's best friend passed away this afternoon. Very unexpected as he had no terminal illness or anything of that kind. He died of a heart attack. He was just a few years older than my mother. They'd been friends for almost 40 years. He was in the airline buisness. I remember way back when i was a child, how before flying off he'd give a call from the airport just to ask me what I would like from whichever country he'd be off to. Brings back tears. He was a man who was respected and loved by everyone who met him.

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Dear Uncle M,

Even though I know you'll never read this post, I still feel it part of me to write it. Probably the closest I'll ever get to giving you some sort of an eulogy. Your voice has always been something I've looked forward to hearing. You were somone whom I looked up to for so many reasons. What upsets me the most is that long awaited lunch that seemed to keep getting postponed. Something which I was looking forward to very much. There was so much to tell you, to share with you, to make you laugh at and to just listen to what you had to say over some of my quirky ideas. I'm sorry we lost the time we had. I'll now just have to know you through my mother's eyes. It saddens me to know this is it. But it brightens me to know you have gone to a better place where I'm sure you're much happier. You will be missed. I love you, Uncle M. You will be remembered by everyone whose life you've touched. Your flame will burn forever in our hearts.

Love Always,

Sangeetha

It hurts, I guess. To be pushed into the far end and to be fully aware that this is the final journey. A new mask can be worn but the hurt will live on. What's actually worse about this is, there is a missing piece to this whole puzzle that perhaps you and I will never find. I guess it has been learnt, in a painful way, that interrferrence of any kind will eventually lead to destruction.

It's a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack.
No hard feelings if I never come back.
It's a very strange world and I thank you, Master Jack

My aunt's recovering but at a snail's pace. Thanks for the tags and texts msgs. She's still in hospital. But I've been keeping her company daily. So has momsy. However instead of losing some weight from all this running to and fro, I've actually gained weight coz I keep buying comfort food up to the room. Dammit, this has to stop. Water and (ewww) greens, here I come.

I hate school. How often have i said this? D, Greg, Margo and a couple of others have had their ears chewed off by my frequent complains abt school. I can't help it. I love lit. But i hate school. I hate everything about it. My fridays and saturdays have officially been destroyed. I hate school. Period.

I need to shoot my sister. No it's not something I want to do but something I need to do. Why? Coz she's getting on my bloody nerves with her whining. Oh dun u dare roll your eyes and say irony! No, I am not being a crabby bitch.

Hmmm I wanna make jell-o shots this weekend. But i dun have plastic shot containers. This sucks.

Yay HSM 2 is on Sunday. Yeah, yeah I'm watching it for Zac. What bloody other reason do I have? Def not for the storyline.

Well gotta go. Me need me beauty sleep. Or rather my nightmare night-out! Ha!