Today is a rainy day. Breeze super good for sleeping but I woke up at 10am so that I can tag along with my family to visit my grandparents at the temple. Because now is the 7th month. Every year my family and relatives will go to the temple to put offerings for my grandparents. I only saw my grandpa very very very long ago. Never get to see my grandma and grandparents of maternal side before. I remembered my grandpa like to bring me and my brother to go downstair and drink kopi. My mum and dad always said my grandpa dote more on us than my cousins. Got once my grandpa bought one bread for my brother and ended up going to my cousin's house. To reserve the bread, he stuffed the bread in his pocket and was found out eventually by my uncle who scolded him for his favouritism.

My grandma died on the year I was borned. My mum said that she told her she saw a little snake crawling on the floor some days before she died. So everyone reckoned that the snake she saw was me cause I was borned in the year of Snake. Other than that, I dun have much memory about them. A lot of my relatives turned up for today's praying. So I quite treasured it because we usually see each other once in a year or what. The temple had renovated it's "resident area". My grandparents had new home. I went up with my parents. A bit stuffy.

This was then I realised my grandparents had really nice names. I always thought people of the past didnt have some nice names because they werent educated much but I changed my opinion after today. =) Going there always made me wonder where people go after they die. The person's historic acts, behaviour, appearance, sounds, etc disappear as the person dies. So irony that people still care so much about what they do alive when eventually these things are going to be forgotten.

So many thoughts right now. And havent finish studying QM. And what's the point of studying when im going to die one day. Conclusion : Dun need to study and wait to die. muahahahahaahaha.



Joking.

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