This morning i got up at like 11.30am cuz i had a late nite chatting n didnt get to bed til almost 2am. It was a gloomy morning. The morning of the 24th, which in Canto, 2 and 4 means easily die. Who wudve known dat it wud b a day of mourning. It was so sudden. My dad's oldest brother called at like 9.30am to organise yum cha 4 2moro. Then at like 11.30ish, Lisa, our cousin (daughter of my dad's oldest brother) rang up and told us da sad news. Our uncle had passed away while he was enjoying his hobby (gardening) for da last time. My aunt went outside into da garden to find him squatting there, she went ova to touch him and he wasnt even breathing. She was too shocked to even cry. We all suspect dat he had passed away due to high blood pressure or perhaps a heart attack. So we went ova to their place today to pay our respects. It was a gloomy day. His funeral will be on wed, most prob. Im sure we will all pay our respects again. We will all miss him dearly. God rest his soul...
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