Forrest's mother is right, Life is indeed like a box of chocolate, you don't know what you are going to get. Either the taste shall surprise you or it shall disgust you. I never asked any of these, I think no one would ask anything bad to happen to his/her own self. Although, I've seen the rain coming, but not exactly right now. Had I known it, I could have prepared my umbrella. But then again, I still reckon the idea of "life as a mystery." I am not completely remorseful about my life, I still have things I am proud of. Seriously, I do.
Tomorrow's going to be Grandma's funeral and I am tasked to give the eulogy but since I have to work, I couldn't attend nor utter the eulogy. I'm sure she will understand. Sigh.
P.S. Thank you Aunt Ging for the Milka chocolate, made me feel a little better.
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