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Lonely + Boring... Thats My Life Now.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

So damm Down!
its 1 weeks since tht day. 13/04/08, thts the day when my familys' tears rush. We cry so hard, my eyes turn so red, nvr in my dream i can tears out so hard... at 5pm of tht day the doc come out and say my dad heart stop working but they will try their best, right outside the ICA room, so many ppl to send him off. he maked a call to china be4 everything to talk 2 his brother in china. den the rest of his brother and sister came down to see his last 10min at 6pm. when they doc say "sry we tried our best, his heart is too weak to go on." i nvr noe im so weak. but the pain is not sth tht can b said by words. ytd when we send him off... his friend over 100+ came his worker over 200+ came his family ard 50+ came to see him off... i dunno y when every1 is crying atm i cant cry at all... im telling myself only cry when my heart tell me 2 do so and not for ppl to see. im so down but im not crying at tht time i oso dunno y but when in tht room where i see him been push into the fire. im so the damm sad and down i cry out. at the point of time i found out my feeling is keep so deep in my heart acting so strong wifout me noeing or i shld say to pain till i dun feel it. i den noe my feeling is trying 2 act strong wifout me noeing but yet both of us r weak after all...

wifin the week i was once again called as... my father's 2nd son. the name i used to hate the most y cant they juz noe me by my name. the ans is coz my father is too well know and too good tht i can nvr get tht name off me. today after i noe the story and life of my dad, im happy to tell every1 im 2nd Son of my father.

i always think tht my dad's sister really love him tht much but guess wat after tht day 13.04.2008 i found out my dad's sisters, brothers or even sister in law r all masked y ppl juz cant life wifout their mask for 1 day? y cant ppl juz face eachother wifout their ugly mask for 1 day? y did my dad got to put me and brother to face this when we are juz so yound, facing all the old fox now im thinking how my dad really face them everyday when work. they can happily fighting for money when our hearts so pain.

few days back stroy of my dad's r getting to my ears. how he bring the gang of so many area at his time, how strong and everything. my dad nvr wan to tell me all this, nor he wan me 2 walk this way thts y till now i got no story to tall. after so days today we count the "white money"(the money every1 giv to help out everything) and flower and everything. so guess wat total of 20K SGD + 100 over flower and 100 over banket to me i dunno the meaning of all this but frm wat ppl and fox ard said, i think my dad really noe alot of ppl. the day i die i think no1 will even care to come down dun ever say flower... if i really die i hope i can die wifout any1 noe.


may my father plz rest in peace.
post wif pain in the heart.

Signing off lonely taicho,

8:50 pm

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

damm life sux!
ytd had a far detail to run... went all the way till SBAB(sembawang air base) saw lots of BMT's mates the seem happy 2 see me too... lol but they so buzy i dun go talk to them much... after tht came home theres where things came in... my dad dun seem so good and end up got to send him 2 SGH,nvr the less nvr got to rest after drive so far... till this morning i called the sgt 2 take a off 2 take care of my dad juz get home yet tml i got flying!!! damm report 6am! wth... really so buzy wif life... so slpy...









Things change coz of ppl, Ppl change coz of things happen
Long ago, in a far far land call singapore, there is a boy name lonely, he went to a school at the other side of the lend. he started a new chatper of his life there. he noe a girl. due to he nvr belife in keeping feeling in hearts he tell the girl tht he like her. he is so bad looking, he was turned down. he nvr giv up, times pass and one day he dun seem to met tht girl again. years later he found out she found her soulmate. tht boy who nvr hide his feeling hav to hide it and wish tht girl her best. he tell himself "i got no cars, i got no cash, i got no looks, wat i can make her mine... mayb hoping for her best is all i got for her..."
missing someone over years is nvr easy, the pain in the hearts is nvr the less...
over so many days he start to post the stroy in this blog,
a blog where no1 noes...
a blog tht no1 read...
a blog thts as lonely as him...
Coz he cant keep in anymore he posted here hoping to share wif tht unlucky guy who pass by this blog to read this stroy... is not a nice stroy tho...

thts life... they make u do wat u hate the most...

Writer,
Lonely Boi.

Signing off lonely taicho,

10:42 pm