went out for dinner wif zp's family.. his dad's bday... ate some vegetarian food.. ok.. not some.. alot.. damn full.. anw.. on the way home.. i was sitting besides my ah ma.. a cheerful lady gg into mid 70s.. i heard some sounds tat really struck fear in me.. really.. never b4 i felt so scared.. it was her breathing sounds.. she was haf ing difficulties.. think her air passage is unhealthy... every breath of air she take in, there is the loud hollow sound.. me was very scared... scared of gg to ever face the prospect of losing another love one.. lost my po po when i was pri 1.. was the only time i actually cried in funerals.. although i isn't as close to my ah ma as me to my po po, partially due to the sheer amt of grandchildren she haf.... hiya.. think it is juz old pple's illness like wat my parents say.. really hope nth will happen.. *touch wood.. *touch wood again (juz in case).. *touch wood yet again (to make sure)...
...Yawn...
Life is like a poem.. Filled wif ironies.. But by the end of the day.. U feel like reading it all over again..
I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of man fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day! This day, WE FIGHT!!!
May the Force be with you

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