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Monday, April 04, 2005


my father just called to say that his cousin just died. my gu1 ma1.
it feels weird to have somebody i know die.
though we're supposed to be quite close relatives, i dont feel sad.
just realised that she died the same day as the pope.
might not be going to her funeral since its a school week.

i remember the time when my grandfather died, then my grandpa, then my father's another cousin.
the people from their generation are going away. soon it'll be my parents, then me and my friends.

i hope people just cease to become nothing after death. i hope that there's no place the souls go to like the heaven or the earth. or else where do people without faith or religion go?

♥Bid Farewell

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