Bye bye, Gong Gong, reserve a place for me in heaven ok?
We play mahjong once I'm up there, if I make it up like you.
At my grandfather's funeral now, in bishan. The last few days of his life were pretty torturous, so my relatives chose to cease medication and up the morphine to make him more comfortable. And then, my mom said, she watched him as he took in each breathe slowly and deeply, and finally stopped. Like the end of a song.
You'll always be remembered, for your braininess and stubborness,
and the joy you brought to all.
15/10/1989, into fast cars, black/silver/grey, good foie gras, poker, a degenerate gambler. Hooked on appealing visuals and in love with the world's most retarded poker player, Lance.