There are days when I feel like just dropping everything and going to a place like this... it must be heavenly to do that... 

I feel so tired and withdrawn today. It's like I want to place myself in a bottle, cork it up and throw it in the ocean. Maybe the toil I went through the past week is catching up on me. There are days when I really feel I want to just jump and never get back on my feet...

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yesterday, i went to the last night of the wake of Iris' granddad. he was such a kind soul. we used to eat everyday lunch when iris and i take a leave at la salle grounds and find comfort food in their house, which is really near La Salle. i remember he was such a kind person. he always laughs, is always smiling, and feeds me so much that's why my objective of getting thin was never met. he always invited me to go everywhere. it's too bad i wasn't able to visit him in the hospital before he went away... maybe subconsciously i'm also sad that he left this world with so much pain... yet on the other side, he also left with so many people loving him. i was touched to hear stories about his eldest grandchild not afraid of showing his emotions by crying... and i was also touched at the pictures they pasted on cartolinas, like artwork to show people how great a man he was. i wonder at the opportunities that comes along, whether we are making the most out of it, or are we taking them for granted?