because waiting is painful. especially when it is for agonizing news... let me just spill my thoughts here, and hopefully be able to get on with my work and the rest of my day...

he coached me in my English when I was awful in it.

he bought me my first handphone and paid for my phone bills for a year, when he knew... my family couldn't afford another bill.

he picked me up when I was lost in town.

he offered to support me in furthering my studies when the economy was down and I was looking for a job, even when he had 4 kids of his own to worry about.

he offered to give me mock interviews, because he has been hiring managers and have friends in the recruitment industry who can give me practice.


he was, in many ways, more than a cousin to me. and although we are still establishing the facts, my dearest cousin may have left us last night. on his usual jogging, where he was on a working trip in Beijing, he collapsed.

right now, my relatives are on a plane there... I can't imagine the agony of the plane ride for his wife, his sister and my accompanying cousin (a man has got to be there... his father has a weak heart)...

I would give anything, anything... for you to be back kor...