life is a funny thing.
one thing you're out into the world.
and next thing you're gone.

went to aunt's house last night at around 10pm. watched a movie like always (aunt has 32" tv. sweeet. with great sound system. lol.) and there we were mum, cousin and I all watching the movie and screaming in disgust. My uncle was with us. Talking to my dad. Pouring my drink for me. Laughing at us screaming over the stupid telly.

And last night around 2.30am (wasnt asleep.) suddenly i was awaken by someone knocking on the door. Woke up and mum told me my unc had passed away.

aren't we suppose to like feel something if something bad is happening to our loved ones? It's all too sudden. One minute we're all together. Next minute someone's gone.

Life isn't fair.
Why didnt i say goodbye to him?
Why didnt i thank him?
Why did he have to go?
Why didnt i say goodbye?

God bless him (although he's not a christian)
Uncle Naden,
We will all miss, miss you.