What's Behind That Smile?

Hey, my Uncle Khuan Choy (Dad's brother; not sure if I spelled his name right either) just died last Friday morning of drug overdose. I'm pretty calm about it because I don't know him at all but my dad feels bad about it because he wished he could have done something like bringing him here to the country so he could work and do something more important than getting high and mugging. His Malaysian gangster friends weren't there either, they were probably high at that time too. He's getting cremated, Dad just sent money. I remember when my Ama (Grandmother) died and they all had this formal Chinese funeral thing. I guess they really don't like Uncle Choy. Anyway, our gig tomorrow night at Malate is cancelled. You can all clear up your planners now and prepare for something else. It sucks, I know. Oh yeah, I'm in a new band with my cousins (Other than Dani's). I think the schedule's pretty tight, maybe I should just be a sessionist for them. Nothing special has happened lately, just plain old boring me. I'm starting to get better now, I get to school [almost] on time everyday and believe it or not, I'm learning. Wow! Something's gotta be different this trimester. Before I end this post, there's this one person out there whom I have forgiven but I've said bad things and I know you're pissed off or sad or whatever it is besides the likes of happiness. I believe you're still reading my blog, that's based from site hits and returned hits. I can forget everything you said and all the shit you did just show me effort that you're sorry because it really looks like that you are happy with the way things are. That is, if you are happy, then forget it. <wink> Check out this link. Tell me what you think. Could it be true that the Tsunami tragedy was all scripted? It's possible but it's a bit hard to believe. Leave a comment.

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