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I always thought that deaths of friends’ parents will never come so soon for us – I’ve always seen my parents attending their own friends’ parents’ funerals before, and during those idle moments where I let my thoughts expand on their own, I naively thought we had a long way to go before any of these happened to us.

It goes to show.. how grown up we are now.

Shawn, Andy, Ding, and I were out yesterday looking for glassware at Sunway and then we headed to Giant to purchase a bottle of tequila and some other stuffs and eat/drink at the food court there, and just as Andy and I were walking towards his car, I received an SMS from Esther asking us if we were free to attend her mum’s memorial service that night.

I was previously slightly annoyed at having lost my RM10 worth of facial cleansers (RM2 for 1 50g tube yo, super cheap wtf) after accidentally leaving it on the table where we ate (thought Shawn had taken it). So I had just gone in to buy two more tubes again and Andy had passed Ding’s keys to his mum whom we stumbled upon there.

And that changed our moods entirely. Plus I was a little embarrassed at having made loud complaints about my pathetic loss compared to the gravity of things – that Esther had lost something a whole lot more that couldn’t be replaced.

So we made plans with the extended family and left our house at almost 8pm (cue story where I was late departing from home ‘cause I thought my dad had lost the car keys and after searching the entire house I realised it was in my pocket all the while WTF) – I picked up Jess and Ding (Andy was still stuck in a traffic jam inside and outside Pyramid), and met up with Shawn’s car (who carried Heng and Sarah as well) behind the bus stop at USJ 2 (as we know very well beforehand that the petrol kiosks will be choke full with kiasu Malaysians).

Good lord it was as if something had gone terribly wrong that day. The traffic lights near the highways were broken, so there was a massive crawl as each driver refused to give way (yours truly included wtf). And then we had to sit through a few traffic jams (and when Shawn was trying to lead us through some alternative roads, we went the wrong way too) until we reached the Asia Jaya LRT station to pick up Kai Shen.

When we finally reached the funeral parlour at Jalan 222, the memorial service was just about to end with the Amazing Grace – one of my favourite Christian songs even though I’m a non-believer. As they sung through it with the ending message from the pastor or whoever it was conducting the ceremony, the three of us – me, Sarah, and Ding – along with the attendees went round the coffin and offered our condolences to the family.

I took a final glance at Madam Loh, she was quite thin but looked rather serene in her deepest slumber – she’s finally at peace. Esther was crying a bit naturally, along with her sister, but otherwise they were fine and weren’t completely hysterical.

After paying some condolence money (which Jess and I had to ask our parents how to go about it as all of these were very new to us, and we even thought we had to put inside angpow packets wtf), we hung out outside the funeral parlour for a while, and I was a bit aghast when I heard that Shawn continuously made jokes while the three of us were walking around the coffin, with me lugging my camera bag around. -___- Quite improper I would think.

Anyway after that we stopped by at Murni SS2 (after getting lost yet again) – that’s after wading through the traffic jams caused by all these Malaysians choking up the petrol stations. Jesus.

A shot of Kai Shen.

Then Shawn played around with my camera and snapped these:

Jess.

Ding bermuka sial wtf.

Something was seriously wrong this week because my jar of ice-blended orange suddenly slipped off the senget table and spilled all over part of my trousers and the ground. =.=”

We left at about 11.30pm.. and I was getting more and more impatient because the traffic jams were still there at nearly midnight WTF is wrong with all these kiasu-ism! But thank god for my two wonderful companions – Jess and Ding (Kai Shen was asleep halfway) – who kept talking to me and made the jams much more bearable.

After fetching Ding and Kai Shen back, we made our way to Shawn’s house at nearly 12.30am (stupid jams) to wash ourselves with the lime/lemon water that Shawn had prepared earlier. Watched an episode of the stupidly funny Family Guy and then went back home.

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Edit: Sigh a whole lot of bad week indeed. Just came back from the doc’s who diagnosed me with an early stage of gastritis. As horrible as it sounds, it’s just an inflammation of my stomach lining, caused by a variety of factors including drinking alcohol excessively.

I told her that I have a lot of wind in my body ever since my drinking session last Friday, and she looked shocked that I’m already drinking wtf. I then told her that I’m already 20.. and she said something like, “Oh, you looked really young”. wtf.

In any case I have to stave off from spicy/oily food and obviously (and very sadly), alcohol, until I get better. Looks like it’s porridge and other extremely clean food until this whole mess is over.