I had a strange dream during the 20 minute nap just now. I dreamt that I was on some hilltop with my aunt and uncle and I think my mum was also there. We were on some sort of verandah over-looking mountains and some land below. There was supposed to be some sort of meeting or speech of buddhist chants or something..can't remember. (it's really fuzzy now) But in my dream, I was walking around the table where we were seated and I was getting ready to speak. But then suddenly I noticed that I could not see the mountains and the land below because it was somewhat blurred. As in, there seemed to be some sort of orangy fog creeping up on us. It came so close it was at the edge of the verandah. I was a little afraid and was really wondering why the rest did not notice that we were about to be engulfed in the fog. Then when I raised the alarm, the fog suddenly dissipated and it backed out slowly till I could see the villages and the land below and finally the mountains.

It was really wierd. We were on the verandah for something that had to do with han...then the fog and everything...it was SO strange...

I miss him alot. I was on a cab on my way to holland village for coffee just now and somehow I just kept thinking about him. I closed my eyes and I could see the crash site, his apartment, his photographs. I could almost hear the tune that was used for the slideshow that they used for the memorial service (Thye used the theme from Forrest Gump) and the music just made me cry. It's so unreal to have him gone forever. It's just so unreal. I really miss him. I still have his hp number in my phone and sometimes I wish I could just dial that number and speak to him again, wherever he is. He was always the one to call me up whenever he felt like it. He bothered to spend time chatting on the phone and catching up with me. He would call me on my birthday and I would call him too. Whenever I am on ICQ, we would surely chat and catch up, even if it was for the most trivial of things. Even if it were silly family gossips, or me telling him about Rachel and Julian.

Brandon...han...wherever you are...rest in peace. I will never forget you and I pray that we will meet again, maybe in our next life or something...I've always been very proud of you and I will always be. Thank you for being such a wonderful cousin. What we have is really special and I will always cherish it. I miss you so much....*HUGS*