A Little Something for My Angel

I lost my baby today.

I lost her to life and no amount of tears and grief will bring her back. No amount of revenge would be worth it.

All that I could do now is to remember that she was special. All I could remember is how much I loved her and how she had made me happy for being as she was.

She was only three years old and I never spent much time with her. I always have been away since the day we brought her home. The only time I get to see her was during the weekends, that if I had free time for her. I know, I’m a horrible person for not spending time with her.

Did she feel loved enough? I don’t know. I don’t know if at her age and state, she could ever feel or be loved enough. I brought her toys and treats but were those enough?

I could never imagine how bad this would hurt. How could I? I had not anticipated this kind of attachment with her, with her being so young and I was not always there. 

 She had been an amazing child. She was behaved for a little one of her age. She was full of zest, running around the living room and exploring it with her little curiosity. She was aggressive when she was angry but she was the most manja little thing when she wants to be.

I miss her.

I’ll always miss her. How could I not? She grew up right before my eyes, every year. I will miss combing through her long hair and clipping up the front part off her eyes so that she could see better, even though she prefers it covering her vision.

There’s so much more I want to say, but I can’t. I want her back but I can’t have her.

I wish I could have told her that I love her, despites all the times she bit or scratched me, my little baby bunny Oshin.

Penang Trip =)

After a decade of being friends, the long anticipated trip to Penang was my first trip out of KL with my girlfriends from school. I think for the three of us (B, Sharifah and I), it was the chance to unwind and relax from hectic KL.

This was our first trip, to anywhere, on a train. The idea of it sounds romantic and nostalgic, no? Honestly, traveling by train at night is not the way to go. One, it was pitch black outside and I was waiting for a ghost to appear out the window. Two, we did not get sleep because we were afraid of missing our stop. Regardless, we safely arrive in the wee hours of the morning.

Let me just say that I enjoyed Penang a lot and would not mind to go up North again. B and Sharifah were great traveling companions and if we were to have another trip, I want to save a seat beside either of them =)

As for our hostess, she’s the best as she fed us well (B gaining 2.5 kg speaks for itself). Thanks Jules, you’re the best personal tour guide we could have.

To the three of them, thank you for the company and I can’t wait for our next trip.

Joke of the weekend:

As we pulled away from the KL Sentral Station platform

B : The train is moving. The train is moving. Eh, wait. Why is it moving backwards? Why isn’t it moving *signaling with hands* frontwards?

Me : Forward. The word is forward, darling.

B : Yes, yes. Eh, don’t tell my boss I said that, okay?

Me : Hahaha. Okay, okay.