Terrible Loss...

Few months ago... We got couple of Korean kids enrolled in the preschool. Both of the girls were in my class... One was 4 and the other 3. The oldest one was mothering the little one was having a hard time at school... so my coworker and I decided we should seperate the the kids so they can grow as an individual.

They did fine after we put them in seperate classes. As days, turned to weeks and then to months, we grew to love the kids alot and get to know the father and the mother. They were an adorable family. They even came down to the family fun day.

Monday, when I went to work... One of my coworker asked me if I knew what happened... I looked at her confused, and she told me... that the girl's mother died over the weekend! WHAT THE FUCK?

Well, Saturday evening, the Korean family had bought a family pass to the aquatic center to go have fun... Dark clouds loomed over Astoria Saturday... and it was raininig as if it was morning the loss of something. The father and the kids were in the pool playing and he noticed his wife was a miss. He went searching for her outside and asked the life guards and no one saw her... For 20 minutes he had searched her... and as he walked around the lap pool he saw her on the bottom... he dove in and brought her up. Blood came out of her nose and what not. They have revived her at the pool and took her to the hospital... and then life lined her to Portland... Her poor body couldn't handle it and she passed away.

The father is blaming himself for what happened and wished he was there sooner. Her being in the chlorinated water for long messed her up. They had her heart going but that's about it. The kids saw her getting pulled out of the water.

What were the lifeguards doing? Did they not see someone fall in? No one knows what exactly happened... Dunno if she slipped and fell in... or what.

I just can't stop thinking about those girls. And it's such a shock to find out that something like this happened to that family. They are very nice people. I see the mother every other day when she comes to pick the kids up, and she is... was a sweet person. She's someone I see alot so when I heard this news I didn't know what to think or feel. I hate the feeling of "now you see, now you don't".

They kids came to daycare only 3 days a week... The father wanted them to come everyday so that they can learn english... But the mother didn't want to let go of the kids just yet... I am quite sad that her soul left like that... She didn't want to let go of her babies who were going to school... But she let them go and went to a different place herself. It's just heartbreaking. I just can't shake that thought off... That her soul wasn't strong enough to stay.

The youngest one, the one who is 3 and was in my class was very attached to the mother... I know the father explained it to the kids already... I just can't imagine what's going on in their heads right now... Mom's gone and she won't come back. How cruel is that?

The oldest knew what was going on apparently when the mother got pulled out... And when they were in the bathtub the oldest told the little one to scream and splash as hard as she could to let her know that she needs help and is in trouble.

They don't have family here... all of them are in Korea... His brother and her brother are here to do the arrangements. Tomorrow is the funeral in Portland... Then Friday or Saturday the girls and the father are going back to Korea. He told his coworker, that he hates this place cuz this happened and that he could never come back... cuz it's a bad place.

It's so hard to understand why things happen the way they happen. Why them? Why her? What about the kids?

I feel that her soul is not going to be at peace for leaving her babies and her husband like that... I pray that her soul finds peace soon.

Rest in Peace "J", you'll be missed immensely.

Yo ho ho... a pirates life for me!!!

******************WARNING SPOILERS******************
(If you haven't watched this movie, don't read this shit... and if you do, don't come crying to me about how I ruined it for you, you big wussy!)
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I watched Pirates; the 3rd installment with Roseby, Mara & Morgan last night. All 3 of us (not including Morgan) were all set to drool at Capt. Jack Sparrow (Morgan was rooting for Will Turner).Yes I'm one of them crazy pirate maniacs. I suppose I'm not nutty enough to dress up as one... but just the mention of pirates reminds me of Captain Jack Sparrow and his kooky but absolutely sexy self. And in this new installment I got to see many of him. The beginning of the movie with a young boy singing the song had me thinking it was a flashback but I realized that after he got hung. Next we got Elizabeth Swann in the dirty old Singapore along with Capt. Barbossa, bargaining with the Singaporean Pirate lord to help save the rest of the pirates and a certain someone. The setting is dirty, grungy and has funny moments. I was glad to see Capt. Barbossa back... However kinda close to gagging with all this swanning over Ms. Swann crap. The girl is seriously irritating... and her romance with Will Turner is even irritating since he looks like her big sister.I was waiting patiently while stepping on some fallen popcorn on the floor... waiting and waiting for Capt. Jack Sparrow. And lo and behold, he here comes... a ship full of them! Some with shirt, some without, My eyeballs just didn't know which one to look at, they were all just absolutely delicious. However, it's obvious that the unique pirate is hallucinating. Jack Sparrow is just fascinating to watch... There's an instance where he's imprisoned back in the ship of Davy Jones and he begins to hallucinate again... seeing few more Jack Sparrows in the prison.. and one of them is part of the ship like how Bootstrap bill was in Dead Man's Chest. What's crazy is that that particular one as he was coming out of the wall of the ship, he pulls his head off it, exposing the brain... then takes it in his hand and licks it! How attractive! Shortly after he panics and says "Nobody moves! I dropped me brain!" Ha!!!The movie moves at a pretty good pace... and when it came to the battle and action, it had me sitting on the edge of the seat. I was amazed at the imagination of many of the scenes in the movie... and how far we've technology wise!Probably the most irritating aspect of the movie was Elizabeth Swann... Will Turner isn't as bad I thought he was going to be. Even the monkey appeared in many scenes this time! There are plenty of surprises here and there for the fan. I was quite disappointed that Elizabeth's father got executed... and was quite disappointed when James Norrington died the way he died... or just died! I just didn't want him to die! As the movie progressed it seemed like Jack Sparrow would be another one to die as well only because he wanted immortality and be roaming the 7 seas for eternity but what ended up happening had all of us in shock. It upset poor Morgan and she claimed she didn't like the movie because of that. The only thing that bothered me about Will Turner getting killed and being made the Capt. of the flying dutchman is that... the crew cut his heart out and put it in Davy Jone's locker in place of the old heart... Even though they don't show it to you... just our own brain imagines up something that has us rattled for quite sometime. He prolly makes a better Capt. of flying dutchman anyways... I suppose I can't squawk about his importance in the movie like I can about Elizabeth Swann. It was very ridiculous as to she gets appointed as the Capt. of the Singapore Pirates, and then Jack dinghie votes for her to be the "King" of the Pirates Court!! Why? oh why? All in all... in the end, everyting works out for the best. I thought so anyways... The others were disappointed about Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann's romance... But this is what irks me the most. We didn't stay past the credit roll to see that Will comes back after 10 yrs of serving on the flying dutchman to his Wife Elizabeth and 9 yr old son. ! ! ! ! ! This is going to irritate the hell out of me forever until I get the DVD! Over all, this movie is dark, dirty, crazy, sad, funny and absolutely awesome!

My next life...

In my next life I want to be born a boy because:

I can be a slob and be excused as being a boy

I'm free to roamWhat consequences?

I can decide I want to be a toilet cleaner and get a toilet cleaning degree and won't get questioned for it

I can boss my big and little sisters around

I can be heard

I can complain about the food

I can be fat and not worry about finding a mate

I don't have to pay damn dowry

Don't have to be a bad driver statistic

I can punch the person who tries to walk all over me

I can say stupid things and pretend I'm smart

I can run other people's life

I can stay single and won't get pestered as much

And for some reason I come back as a girl, I think I'll get a sex change. It sucks to be youngest born sri lankan tamil girl!

Childhood lesson- Why can't I do what I want to do?

Somewhere in 6th or 7th grade... or maybe 8th, my mom had me take piano lessons from this loopy teacher gave piano lessons to my sister when she was younger. I'm not a very musical being... even my farts are out of tune, believe it or not! The cooky lady would come as early as 5:30 in the morning to give me music lessons... She would come before school, and I have to be at school by 7:30am. She also shows up with her shirt inside out. Even though she was a nutcase, she was sweet and she encouraged me. All I had to do was give her a big grin when she asks me if I practiced and she melts! (too bad that doesn't work on people now.. meh). She would give me atleast 5-6 songs a day and expects me to know it all the next time she comes... which is the day after next. Oy...!!! Do I ever get time to be a kid? Oh and why piano of all things anyways? To this very day I cannot play one single tune on the damn piano. I don't even know the keys! Shows you how much I enjoyed the damn lessons. To this very day I wonder how come I never got to take dance lessons instead... I'm a dancer by heart and by interest and all that... why didn't I get to do that instead? I will never know.

Childhood lesson- What's in a prayer?

After I was born, my family moved to Maldives. Now... Maldives is a 100% Islamic island nation. I grew up around people who were practicing Islam. I heard "namaz" everyday... I saw my neighbor kids reading their Quran and praying... We had assembly at school everyday, raised Maldives flag and a kid always said the holy prayer... So it's natural that I end up memorizing the prayer no?I was always hanging out with my neighbor kids cuz they were around my age. They were willing to teach me about their culture... I would join them when they had their evening Quran readings... I would have a handkerchief on my head and listen to what they read, though I do not understand Arabic. One day... my aunt happens to catch me in the act of it, and grabbed me outta there and took me back my place. It happened when I was 7... 20 years ago... Even though I've forgotten many of the details, I clearly remember she wasn't happy that I was doing all these heebie jeebie stuff like my neighbor kids. I didn't really see a point on her getting upset. I knew very well what my religion was... and was more intrigued by Christianity since there were no churches in Maldives... I loved to hear stories about Jesus, so naturally I was infatuated with church and everything that came with it. But when my aunt yanked me outta that place... It made me wonder... what did I do wrong?What's in a prayer...? Why does it matter whether it's in Tamil, Arabic or English? It's going to blend into the same air whether you say it or I say it, whether it's said in Latin or French.Too bad little shit events like that makes you stray away what you were infatuated with in the first place eh...?

useless blog

Ok, I've come to a conclusion.. I'm gonna have 2 blogs. One to gripe and snivel and squawk in... and another with the photos. I'm not going to watch what's appropriate and inappropriate anymore... Why do I have to sugarcoat what I'm thinking anyways? So here to a squawk-a-lot blog.

*Cling*