i'm baacck. actually two days ago. but wells there was so many things going on that didnt have time to blog. ok i shall start with my malaysia trip. so on friday left really early in the morn fro malacca. so by the time we reached there it was 12pm. so we went to the funeral parlour where my ah gong's body was. i was like expecting a more comfortable and nicer place but guess wad. it was this really old and run down place below this creepy old shophouse. yeah basically the whole place was creepy. well mom actually wanted to bring us to see my grandfather , and at that moment i started getting emotional. yeahh so thats why i didnt wanna see my grandfather's body first. in case i totally break down or somthing. all my cousins and evryone wernt there yet . and then later my parent's cell group came to visit us, as they were on their way to church camp in kl. so after that since there was nothing to do we went back to the hotel and rest first. oh yar. fro dinner i ate at tis really cool vintage restaurant. its so cool cos they actually have those olden day typewriter, sewing machine, telephone on display. so its really cute. den when we went back to the funeral parlour in the evening the place was already packed with quite alot of people. with all my family members plus other ppl whom i dont noe. well it was kinda boring for me cos i didnt really have anyone to talk too. its not like the old times when i was much younger where i would play with all my cousins. since now time has passed. ppl change. its getting awkward. and now all the smaller ones do is play playstation and gameboys together. i so miss those times when we created games to play and evrything. seriously miss those times kaes. haiz. wish like we could do all those fun things again. and those little ones wont be so obsessed with their gameboys and stuff.

the next day. saturday. was the day my grandfather was supposed to be cremated. so went to the parlour den our whole family had to go thru some chinese rites and stuff den there were chanting and bowing and everything. but since everyone in my extended family are christians. except for my eldest uncle and his family we didnt participate in those rites. but when the monk arrived. well we were forced to kneel, but we squatted instead. so there he was chanting somthing that sounded like indian and then we splashed some sorta 'holy' water in us. but all of us had no choice . cos we had so much pressure on us to participate since we were the deceased family. so after that we all gatheered together to pray to ask for forgiveness from God and to consecrate ourselves. so sfter that our whole family walked behind he van carrying the coffin and onto the streets. den halfway one of my aunts said that we have become a tourist attraction cos there were thios group of nigerian tourists snapping pics of us. ohh haha. den we smiled back at them and the camera. of cos all of us werent that sad and heartbroken cos of my grandpa cos we all noe he's already in heaven ((: after the whole walking around thingy, all the adults had to go to the crematorium for the cremation . so the rest of us just went back to my ah ma's house. well den after that we had this huge family lunch at one of the restaurants. i love gatherings like this!! it really gives me that kind of warm close knitted- harmony feel of my family. so after that all my grandparents children went to collect the ashes while me and my mum went shopping. where i bumped into isabel at f.o.s. i was so surprised! den after that had another family dinner at some restaurant again.
so the next day on sunday it was time for everyone to leave malacca and go back home to their own country. the saddest part was because my grandma was to be all alone in the house. we did ask gher to come home with one of us but she said she needed to settle alot of things first so yeah. den when all of us were about to leave i saw my grandma cry. so sad and touching. haiz. i just miss my grandma now after this whole thing. so me and my family l;eft to go to kl . spent two days there den after on tuesday me and my fanmily went back to malacca again to visit my grandma. at that time a pastor from the hokkien church there also went to visit her. and to arrange for her to go to church too. i could see my grandma was really happy to have company and we all prayed for her too. so when mty family was going to leave for spore my grandma cried again. den i started feeling really sad too. den i hugged my grandma. in fact all of us did. but this is like so called the first time in many many years.