*sigh* well.

Most of you know by now. Grandma passed away over the weekend. It was a particularly painful wake. Thank goodness for all the aunts/uncles who were around.

We burnt her a bigbig house (and a mercedes!). Which reminds me, I gotta buy those numbers for the next 49 days. I mean, the youngest aunt was jumping up and down in fury. Her unit number was the first prize on Sat (the day Grandma passed).. and she didn't buy it =/

A few 'creepy' things have happened since her passing, some at the wake itself and others after her cremation. I won't elaborate here. It gives us hope that Grandma is still around in spirit..

I went for my first brazilian. and OMG the PAIN!
It looks weird and feels even weirder when I shower (where did all the hair go?). Wouldn't have done it if Melvin didn't offer to pay. Of course, I had to deal with him acting like a little boy at Christmas for the rest of the day. It was like a 'lets go home!' and me going 'No i still need to do some stuff...'