social work paper's coming on friday.. but i didn't study at all today. which means tomorrow's gonna be a really bad day.
i spent the whole of my today at the hospital.. where my uncle's losing his trail of life.. bit by bit. as he lies.. on his deathbed.. i looked upon.. with tears in my eyes.. but carefully not letting them fall.
i've never been very close with my uncle.. he had always been a figure of authority... and i always feared his stern look.. but today as i looked at him.. he had been reduced to nothing but a frail body... he could merely opened his eyes when my siblings and i visited him.. and by evening.. he wasn't even concious at all.
the air was filled with sadness and tension.. the doctor warned of my uncle's demise... predicting that he won't last til morning.. eyes went red and swollen.. silent tears fell... we knew this was coming since.. say last week? but no one could really take it in their strides when it does happen. my father shed tears.. my mother as well..
my father's eldest brother's wife came in the last minute. she was informed since june.. and til now.. she finally appeared. why? i could not understand.. whatever hatred u had with a person.. shouldn't everything be bygone at the latter's deathbed? she came.. she cried.. asking my uncle to wake up and see her.. i was appalled... repulsive to its greatest extent. how fake can someone get? my father.. my mother.. my uncle's wife.. they were all expecting this show.
all my respect for her? gone.. in a second.
what a revelation.
what a shame.
listening to: mayday -- ci xiong tong ti
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