My Grandma passed away on 14 April, 10.28 am.
14 April, 14/4 doesn't sounds like a good day :( Because 4 in chinese sounds like "die".
I didn't expect it to happen so fast, I don't wish it to happen and I couldn't believe.
Brother is getting bad to worst. Or I should say he's back to the same old him.
When Grandma was alive, he wasn't like this.
Because Mum will instruct him to take care of Grandma and give him some money.
So he didn't really go out and drink and make a mess out of himself.
But after Grandma passed away, he is back to his usual self. He went to drink and became mad.
I think I should say mad. He was scary to me. Mum told me to beware.
I don't know if I should be scared and I think I was. Because a drunkard can do anything?
Now I'm controlling my temper and not going to talk much to him unless necessary.
I think everything is alright after all.
Just browsed through my school journal work.
Luckily I scanned some photos into the computer so at least I still can see photos of Grandma and Grandpa when I miss them.
But thinking of them really not around anymore... My heart feels so pain...
:'(