Sad Goodbye

I was back in Melbourne last week, was suppose to stay till the 27th, but I had to rush back to attend a funeral. One that came as a shock when I heard the news from my Dad. We were out in the city when I got his call, suddenly everything was a blur and tears just started flowing uncontrollably.

The person is my Dad's brother, and my first uncle. I have not seen him in 3 years, and the last time I'll see him is when he's lying peacefully in his coffin. The memory I have of him is this loud and cheerful man, that always tries to please everyone. He was so different from my memory when I saw him at the funeral, but he still looked peaceful.

We're going to send him off later in the afternoon, its going to be a very sad situation. I hope we don't cry, cos that's not what he wants. We should all be cheerful and optimistic about the future, just like how he lived his life.

Goodbye Uncle Stanley.

Back in SG

I've been back for 3 weeks, and I feel exhausted. Been working like a dog and now my body is telling me I'm tired.

Woke up with a sore throat today, now I'm feeling feverish. And I still need to work tomorrow.

I'm flying off back to Melbourne on Wednesday, maybe I'm feeling a little under the weather but I don't feel as excited. I only want to see him and spend time with him, cos I don't know when will be the next time I get to see him.

Tired. I'm just tired.

If you're wondering what I do. I work on a goat farm. I wake up at 7am, start work at 8am and finish at 6pm. I work EVERYDAY, 7 days a week. I'm only doing this for 3 weeks, imagine doing it your whole life. My dad has been doing just that.