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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Drifting thots
I think the recent cold weather is driving me nuts.
Not in any slight detestful sense.
i'm thinking of how long it will last.
i'm beginning to dream that i'm living in Manchester or something..

It, has also gotten me a slight Melancholic.

Today, while I was typing away on the keyboard..
I realized that I could actually typed pretty fast,
Sometimes without referring to the keys on the keyboard.
Erm.. I don’t have professional training on typing ok.
Maybe all the history of ircing, icqing, msning, helped a wee bit.

You know, when I was very very young,
when every household need not own a Personal Computer;
let alone a choice between a desktop or a laptop.
When I was still struggling with my fractions and spellings..
there is this vivid scene imprinted in my puny head.
My elder brother had wanted to buy a typewriter
[read: old fashioned typewriter where you have to push it back to start again,
then there’s a ‘Ding’ sound]
Apparently his school needs them to write a report or something..
My grandma; my beloved grandma! Guess she must have been about 70 yrs old then.
She knew my brother didn’t dare asked my dad for money,
without saying a word more, she secretly shoved $200 into his hands..
and tell him to go buy it immediately
[looking at inflation rate, that might have been equivalent to $500 now??].
She says it is useful to learn typing, and we will need the skill in future
when we come out for work. I was in the room and I witnessed this scene,
too young to comment anything like how I would now.
Little me was thinking to myself.. grandma is such a nice lady,
with a lot of foresight, and she must be quite rich.

Slowly, I realized that there were many grandchildren to be doted on,
and grandma always did what she could to make all of us happy.
To fulfill the little desires that we had in our little hearts then.
It might be insignificant acts.. but it often meant the world to us.

Now that she has passed on.. I miss her freaking badly.

I saw her acts of love in someone’s life today.. my mum.
Sometimes I know that im being incorrigibly awful and stubborn and willful
and stupid and not reciprocating..
but she still dotes on me,
and showers me with love and care
EVERYDAY.

I'm very grateful & I know I owe her big time.

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