Went to the cemtery today.. Paid respects to my maternal gramma and grampa. Yup. Gramma died when I was 5.(correction) I guess it was a mixture of diabetes and old age.. I didnt cry at the funeral.. I was just too young to realise anything.. You know she left when my family was on a holiday in Malaysia. Quit the tour halfway and rushed back to s'pore.. As for my grampa, never met him. After the thing, went to my uncle's place for dinner. It's a ritual lah, that our whole family goes somewhere, after the cemetery thing, to eat and hang out together. Yep. Played frisbee and monopoly with my cousins. Slept on a deck chair beside the pool too. Haha. Was so tired. Came back. Practiced. Still tired, so nitez guys.

I'm feeling so much beta now.
Thank you so much!!!