How many funerals have I attended this year?? 10? 11? Around there.
Death...
mmm. Decided to skip my lectures yesterday and took the LRT, interchanged to Star LRT, walked to Bukit Jalil bus station, took bus down to Malacca in the morning for my uncle's funeral. I was planning to go after my lectures, but decided, what the heck, just skip lectures and take the morning bus back. Pretty uneventful journey, other than getting harassed by all the ticketing pimps/gangsters/agents, watching a guy being dragged by his collar, blatant corruption in front of everyone, and changing bus halfway at the Ayer Keroh toll (the driver suddenly ordered all those stopping at Malacca to get down and board another bus which he stopped at the toll).. ok, maybe it wasn't such an uneventful trip after all.
At the funeral... politics, as usual. What's new, eh? I'm beginning to think every death results in politics, whether rich or poor, young or old.
Anyway, came back home, logged on my com, and *gasped* all my work. -_- I'm beginning to HATE the internet. If there were no communication no one would be able to pass me work when they don't see me. :(
Off to work.
God bless,
Jo
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