It was late at night. The clock on the bottom right corner of the screen showed that it was 12.50am. I should be sleeping by now as I would have to wake up very early the next morning to do my laundry and baking. Yeah,I would make some chocolate brownies for my classmates. I was sleepy but my eyes could not resist moving away from the screen. Hahaha..
I did some readings and found out that having long term exposure to electronic gadgets such as mobile phones and computers would have detrimental effect on the skin. I better not take the risk. My skin condition has deteriorated since my first semester started. Several factors contribute to the deterioration: exposure to sunlight, stress, imbalance diet and lack of sleep. Sigh… I am actually wasting my youth and risking myself to die faster doing all those god-dam-it reports and assignments. “University life=No life”. The elders keep telling that we should appreciate the years that we study as it will not be so much fun and enjoyable once you start working. I will keep that advice in my head and try my best to enjoy mine.
Here we were-still looking at the screen while my brother was staring at me, hoping that I would chat with him. (Yes, we shared a bedroom.) He had been a good brother. Although he was not smart in studying, he listened to me and was very obedient to my commands. Oh yes, it was not surprising to see me calling my brother at a high pitched voice and asking him to do things for me, e.g. switching off the light, plugging in the cables and taking a glass of water to me. Hahahaha.. Now you know that I am such a lazy bone. He enjoyed chatting with me as I was the only one who did not fight with him and give relatively “constructive” opinions on issues. Hence every night before we slept, he sure would tell me about his stories and stuff. He could not sleep with the lights on. However the night time was the golden time for me to surf the net. Being the selfish one, I always asked him to cover his eyes to sleep.
While I was playing Solitaire, I asked my brother a few questions at random.
Me: “Will you cry if I pass away one day?”
Brother: “I don’t know…” He was trying to avoid answering the question.
Me: “So you are happy that I die la? Coz you will have the whole bedroom for yourself. No one will stay up late at night switching on the lights and asking you to do this and that?”
Brother: “I can’t tell how I will feel coz I am not in the situation now. Of course I will be sad if you pass away. I think that I will cry during your funeral.”
Besides being satisfied with his answer, I was deeply touched by his words. He loved me and the rapport between us was there. How silly I was thinking that no one would even bother or care if I die! It was true that life went on for everyone in the world, but “I” would stay in their hearts as long as they lived.
True, we cannot tell exactly what we will react at the situations before they are happened. No matter how many times we rehearse or prepare, things will go out of hands and emotions will take over.
I was rather surprised by the way he answered me-those thoughtful words said by a Standard Five boy.
Me: “Will you burn ‘golden papers’ for me if I die?”
(In Chinese belief, ‘golden papers’ are burnt to the dead ones so that they will have money to spend when they live in another world.)
My brother was still looking at somewhere else, avoiding my eye contact.
Brother: “Mum will buy and burn for you. I have no money. You know how expensive those papers cost ah? Dunno if you will receive them anot.”
Laughing at his innocence, I continued playing Solitaire and ignored him. Deep in my heart, I was grateful to have him as my brother. I dare not to show affection to him upfront personally, but I would like to say something to him here. Cheong Wai Jing, I love you! (Yeah right, it gave you goose bumps. Nevertheless, bear with me this time. =P)
-Cheers-
Warmest regards,
Jo-Yee
I did some readings and found out that having long term exposure to electronic gadgets such as mobile phones and computers would have detrimental effect on the skin. I better not take the risk. My skin condition has deteriorated since my first semester started. Several factors contribute to the deterioration: exposure to sunlight, stress, imbalance diet and lack of sleep. Sigh… I am actually wasting my youth and risking myself to die faster doing all those god-dam-it reports and assignments. “University life=No life”. The elders keep telling that we should appreciate the years that we study as it will not be so much fun and enjoyable once you start working. I will keep that advice in my head and try my best to enjoy mine.
Here we were-still looking at the screen while my brother was staring at me, hoping that I would chat with him. (Yes, we shared a bedroom.) He had been a good brother. Although he was not smart in studying, he listened to me and was very obedient to my commands. Oh yes, it was not surprising to see me calling my brother at a high pitched voice and asking him to do things for me, e.g. switching off the light, plugging in the cables and taking a glass of water to me. Hahahaha.. Now you know that I am such a lazy bone. He enjoyed chatting with me as I was the only one who did not fight with him and give relatively “constructive” opinions on issues. Hence every night before we slept, he sure would tell me about his stories and stuff. He could not sleep with the lights on. However the night time was the golden time for me to surf the net. Being the selfish one, I always asked him to cover his eyes to sleep.
While I was playing Solitaire, I asked my brother a few questions at random.
Me: “Will you cry if I pass away one day?”
Brother: “I don’t know…” He was trying to avoid answering the question.
Me: “So you are happy that I die la? Coz you will have the whole bedroom for yourself. No one will stay up late at night switching on the lights and asking you to do this and that?”
Brother: “I can’t tell how I will feel coz I am not in the situation now. Of course I will be sad if you pass away. I think that I will cry during your funeral.”
Besides being satisfied with his answer, I was deeply touched by his words. He loved me and the rapport between us was there. How silly I was thinking that no one would even bother or care if I die! It was true that life went on for everyone in the world, but “I” would stay in their hearts as long as they lived.
True, we cannot tell exactly what we will react at the situations before they are happened. No matter how many times we rehearse or prepare, things will go out of hands and emotions will take over.
I was rather surprised by the way he answered me-those thoughtful words said by a Standard Five boy.
Me: “Will you burn ‘golden papers’ for me if I die?”
(In Chinese belief, ‘golden papers’ are burnt to the dead ones so that they will have money to spend when they live in another world.)
My brother was still looking at somewhere else, avoiding my eye contact.
Brother: “Mum will buy and burn for you. I have no money. You know how expensive those papers cost ah? Dunno if you will receive them anot.”
Laughing at his innocence, I continued playing Solitaire and ignored him. Deep in my heart, I was grateful to have him as my brother. I dare not to show affection to him upfront personally, but I would like to say something to him here. Cheong Wai Jing, I love you! (Yeah right, it gave you goose bumps. Nevertheless, bear with me this time. =P)
-Cheers-
Warmest regards,
Jo-Yee
