Tuesday, March 21, 2006
I tot it dosent matter but actually is still matter alot.
I tot it dosent matter but actually is still matter alot.
I tot death is such a natural process that if it occurs to my closest people, i wont feel a thing. But its not true, not true at all. I have come close to it now, though i hope its all jus my imagination, or i have been too pessimistic. Grandpa say he saw white cloth hanging around in the house when there isnt any. In the firs place there wasnt any white cloth in the house! He scare the wits out of my grandma and me. For the past few hours, i try to convince myself that all grandpa had seen was nothing but hallucination.
Till i asked Alan bout it. What do ghost realli look like. He told me it took e shape of human form, nth looks like white cloth. After i told him e whole story, and he say mayb its time to go n u noe those kind of stuff. I have it tinking mind which had already make me v edgy, v scared. However having someone said something that you tried to deny out is such a blow to you. I realli hope that it does not happen. Please...
Having to lose some one as close as my grandpa will realli be hell to me. I noe he had been weak, not feeling well since the operation. But i realli hope that he could gain some weight and be active like he was in the past. Tears just roll themselves down my cheek even if i want to control them. I noe i have been bad but im willing to exchange for anything for his life. It may seems stupid to blog something like this here. But this had shown my desperatness. PLeASE...
Till i asked Alan bout it. What do ghost realli look like. He told me it took e shape of human form, nth looks like white cloth. After i told him e whole story, and he say mayb its time to go n u noe those kind of stuff. I have it tinking mind which had already make me v edgy, v scared. However having someone said something that you tried to deny out is such a blow to you. I realli hope that it does not happen. Please...
Having to lose some one as close as my grandpa will realli be hell to me. I noe he had been weak, not feeling well since the operation. But i realli hope that he could gain some weight and be active like he was in the past. Tears just roll themselves down my cheek even if i want to control them. I noe i have been bad but im willing to exchange for anything for his life. It may seems stupid to blog something like this here. But this had shown my desperatness. PLeASE...
Precious you
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