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Am I thinking too much?....
Sunday, October 21, 2007 at 11:56 PM

I went to the kitchen 5-10mins back to refill my green tea - going to burn some oil tonight - and as I approached the kitchen, I smelled cigarette smoke. No one in my family smokes. My grandma did and so did my grandpa.

I think some of you already know what i'm about to say...

I think what I smelled was my grandma smoking cigarette in our kitchen. Perhaps, she came to visit us before she moves on. To say farewell. Her last goodbyes. Her final moments on this planet. I don't know, am I whacked? Has all these sudden turn of events made me go mad. I hope not. Well as far as I know, I'm feel sane.

I had this experience too when my grandpa(her husband) passed away a couple of years back. I smelled this in the kitchen but did not really think much about it. Looking back, perhaps, he came for the same purpose. I miss them. Although, I know I will never...ever..see them again.

ah..oh man..I feel weird.. meh

Rest in peace grandma. Also to you great grandma.

My great grandma passed away this year at the age of 99.
She was just a couple of months short to be a centennial. My aunts and uncles said she used to ask about me, even after all these years I have not seen her. The last time I saw her, was when I was around 8 or 9 years old. Bleah.

Ah, enough of this sad post. I'm going back to study my econs before tomorrows test.

I'll play for you.