Weaklings.

As we lived each passing day, we will forget how to appreciate each and every single memory that we are experiencing. This is a result of being too absorbed in our daily lives.

We will always take someone who is dear to us for granted, and only start to realise it after they have gone.

These past few months, have been quite tough for me. I know that my grandma is critically ill, but I just had to spend more time outside. It is not that I chose to, but I just have to. Especially during the O levels period. I indeed felt guilty.

Regret.

The only word that can expressed my emotions right now, after the death of my grandma last Wednesday.

The saddest part is that I was the last one to know about her death. Due to the JC orientation and my spasticness for not bringing my handphone to school. By the time I reached home at night, I was embraced by huge number of mourners at my doorstep.

Oh wells, life still goes on. May I have the courage to face the future. Insyallah.

harangued at 9:29 PM