i just went to the hospital to visit my granny. she just had a small operations to extract stones.
Thank God she's fine. :)
i also think too much, really too much when i stepped into the hospital.
i simply cant stop thinking abt life, death, seperations.
cant stop thinking abt my grandpa who passed away when i was sec 1. everything was so sudden when i recalled the details with my mom. i cant talk abt this in front of my dad, i think he will lose control.
cant stop thinking abt my cute lil friend, fabian who passed away 8 yrs ago. when all the adults thought that pri 5 kids wldn't understand death, didn't even explain to us what happen to him. he went missing for 3 days, and told us he is gone on 1apr.
seperation.
death.
we cant control this.
i hate it.
arghss.
