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♥ Wednesday, December 26, 2007

ok..
so IGNORE what I said in the PREVIOUS update...
haha
We're not supposed to do that.
But its ok, Grandpa will be happy that we took the initiative.
hahahahaha
so.
the funeral was VERY interesting,
IGNORING the sad bits.
It lasted for about 4 days.
so, lets me describe.
The first and second day was the day that most people visited.
The first, second and third day,
we were supposed to burn paper or money for him.
We had to keep it going,
or it will be BAD.
On the first day,
EVERYONE had to fold money for grandpa.
It had to reach 30 bags.
other than that,
we just fold it and burn it.
On the second day,
We still had to burn the paper.
Was tiring, but ok. At night, so many people came!!!
We were damn busy.
On the third day,
We had to fold a different king of money.
I first guessed it was another 30 bags,
but it was only 3 bags.PHEW.
I noticed that they had a villa and a mercedes car and chauffer made for grandpa
He's lucky.
At night,
We had to do the prayers.
It lasted for a few hours.
say 7-10p.m.???
anyway.
the prayer was quite BORING
We had to wear the socks, take off our slippers and take a joss stick.
We then prayed and the monk was singing like mad...
We had a few resting times...
It was a bit boring and then at night,
We put the villa and the car,
plus the 30 bags of silver money and the 3 bags of gold money.
and so we stayed there at my cousins house until 1 a.m.
On the fourth day,
We had to go rather early.
It was the time where grandpa's body was about to be cremated
All of us sat on the bus and we went to the Mandai cremation and columbarium.
We did another prayer,
Went to this room and we had to chant AMITHABA so many times as grandpa's body went in
Almost everybody cried.
Uncle Patrick,
cried the hardest.
You know, seeing other people cry is most horrific???
Tears start welling n your eyes and you start crying as well.
Its contagious.
I was crying too...
and then the children had to go up the bus while the rest stayed.
We washed our hands in this flower water and headed back.
so now, grandpa's stuff lays at the temple for about 49 days
before it goes back to the columbarium.

GOODBYE♥
12:16 AM