Life goes on, I fail school, I end up taking up smoking and drinking. Unsuccessfully try to give up both of them.
Nothing much happens up until I'm 44 years old. Working as a Nursing Aid, living an average life.
At one point my sister Kit-Ling turns into a lesbian and decides to have a string of relationships with different girls, all of them having a particular fondness for catching hookworm.
Then, out of nowhere at 44 years old, I meet the man of my dreams. Wu Kao-tsu. Over the moon that this could happen at such an age, trying to slightly brush aside the fact that Wu happens to be an epileptic drug addict, the next 4 years of my life were lived in bliss.
We got married age 47. Wu was finally part of the family. My parents really didn't get along with him at first, they were struggling due to dad having cataracts (twice!) and mum being unemployed. At 48, Wu gave up drugs. Straight after he died from an epileptic seizure.
My life spiralled into depression. Mum developed cataracts, dad's cataracts were cured... what the hell is happening with my life?
For the next 10 years I just got on with life, working at the Nursing Home. There were several men, however none of them were interested. I managed to give up alcohol and smoking at 55. Life was seeming to pick up!
Then one day
Life. Fucking. Sucks.
