<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/5307489281625854786?origin\x3dhttp://xueqii-030609.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=3054107564476057249&blogName=url.blogspot.com&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLACK&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>
Hii, Welcome to Xueqii 's Blog Enjoy
Oct 10, 2009Y
Goodbye Bentong.

雪绮又想停下来了

我看到我表哥的部落

我立刻流泪了


Ever since i was born. Honestly i liked my mother's side better. It's more like home to me.

Bentong; was a place that i had fun with my cousins and siblings. A place where i get to hang around my Grandpa and Grandma. After August 22nd 2009, it never will be ...


It will only be a place that i will miss so much. That place was more than anything to me, even thou i havent been there as long as the others, but it's long enough for me to love it. That's where i found and understand what happiness and sadness are. I read my cousin's blog and relised that i might never see that home ever again, tears ran down my face. The time there cannot be explained by words.


I haven't seen that home for over 3 years. Every holidays my whole family would drive all the way from Johor to Bentong. Everytime holidays are coming , the first thing i ask about is : Mum, are we going back to see Grandpa and Grandma?" That's pretty much all i ask for. I get so excited to see my cousins and my relatives.


After i came to Australia, I became a depressed girl, i never got happy. I always wanted to go back until now i still want to go back to Bentong and Johor. But now its too late. That place in Bentong used to be my home , but now it never will be. The possibility that i might not see that house with my own eyes anymore made me really angry and stressed out.


I never got the chance to say Goodbye. Those memories that i had there will never be forgotten. It will always be with me.


Bye bye Bentong....


i will miss that place so much.


I still havent got my strengh out to accept that my grandma passed away.

She will always be alive in my heart.


Now i have to accept that i might not ever get the chance to see bentong again.



ends at 2:21 PM