The rain's over

Hey people, the funeral is over for about a week and I'm fine now. I really appreciated all the encouragements and kindness be it merely a phone call or a text. Many thanks to friends who came down to the wake. And for 'friends' who didn't even do or say anything, FUCK YOU ALL!!!

Don't worry I'm just scolding for the sake of... I don't know. (-_-") Cos people who didn't came are probably just acquaintance whom I don't really bother nor care about either.

The last day of the wake which is also the day of burial was killing me. Throughout the journey to there, the burial and the journey back, my tears couldn't stop flowing. I tried to calm down, smile and talk but it just kept flowing down my cheeks. Its a whole lot of strange feelings... I've never felt this way before. It was like I'm not really that sad anymore but still, my heart was aching but at the same time comforted. Its just a whole lot of mixed feelings that cannot be described. I thought dad will be damn emotional at the grave site too but he's acting very normal. He is just so much stronger that I'm so amazed and proud of him. I guess I'm the one that teared the most for grand pa.

But anyway, everything is back to normal now! And I feel like criticising now.

You know how some people collect certain alcohol or liquor bottles such as vodka or other sort of nonsense?

Then when i look at their so called Vodka collection, its makes me wanna laugh. The collection is in small bottles which consist of perhaps a few different flavour such as Mandarin orange, black current, vodka absolute, etc.. Those that could easily be bought at 7 eleven cheaply.

The reason why I call liquor such as vodka nonsense is because, I've never been a fan of vodka. It upsets my tummy by either making me throw up(even if sober) or giving me diarrhoea. Plus it always goes as house pour(in clubs) which taste so sweet that it makes me feel like my tooth will totally decay if I drink another jug of that stuff. To me, house pours like these are for kids. So normally I either drink premium bottle or beer with shots in clubs. (Which explains why I always got myself dead drunk)

Anyway, let me show you what real collection is.

Behold!


SOME of the collections.
Although its not really a big deal, but at least you don't get to see these bottles anywhere... or at least not in the super market or 7-eleven.
Except for the one on the extreme left, I think the bottles are really pretty. Look at the disco edition that reflected on the table, isn't it nice? And that black bottle is just classic.

Anyway, these are not my collection as said before, I'm not a fan of Vodka. Those are my brother's, collected overseas. Cool huh?

I don't freaking know why I'm blabbering about this. Its none of my business if people collects cheap Vodka right? Right.

Allan kept showing off his new camera phone. He used to remind me to bring cammi and urge me to take pictures. But now, No one cares bout my Cammi cos they either finally got a camera or a phone with a better camera function.


All taken by Allan's phone. Cammi sure felt neglected.