Many things happened the past few days. My uncle suddenly passed away on Sat while I was in school doing my duty. I didn't get to see him the last time. I was really not hopeful when my mum called me to tell me that he's in TTSH. Why TTSH again? Why is the ambulance system so rigid? Don't we have a choice as to which hospital we want to go to? I'm not being superstitious, but I seriously doubt the efficiency and professionalism of the doctors and nurses in TTSH. I had a talk with my cousin yesterday. Both his brother and my dad passed away in TTSH. He mentioned that 2 of his friends' relatives also got admitted there and never come out alive. I don't think this is a coincidence.
Life is so short and unpredictable. One moment we still see him alive and well, the next moment my mum told me that he's not himself and then he passed away. Although I wasn't close to him at all, I feel a lot for his death. He was single and without any friends. My brother, cousins and I got to stand in to help him in handling all the funeral stuff. My mum did the most for him. Other than relatives, all those who came for the wake were my mum's friends. They were so supportive at such a time as this and they were pretty generous with their giving too. I'm very sure they don't know my uncle at all. And this uncle wasn't even my mum's brother. I'm touched by their gestures.
I thank God for this opportunity to spend time with my sis-in-law. First time I get to talk a lot with her.
Anyway, I took UPA on Monday. Gave some leave instructions for my class. In the end, nothing was done. I was quite disappointed. But well, I heard there were 12 person on MC as well. With so many people absent, I guess it's not easy to arrange the classes. Forget it. It's over.
Do I treasure life more? Or am I even more tired of life? What has caused me to be so negative?
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