in this month, there are 2 person that watch me grew up have pass away.
after halloween there is another case happened in kampar
i'm sorry if wasnt a very good friend or a caring person but they do irratate me after thing has happened, like they try to do something useless just too show their care
what does this mean for? write an useless msg in his blog, so what? he will review or his soul will go and read it?
what's the point for? and we all know, there are 3 victims!!! THREE, TIGA, SAM and not one.
why do people only keep attention on one? what the other feel? what the other two victim's family and friend feel like? i dont know 3 of the victims but i feel really sad for 3 of them, for their future, their life, their families and friends.
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i wasnt very sad, but u cant say i have no feeling because they leave you without your wants.
and we weren't always been together and sooner or later what we have is just "Hi Bye"
how pathetic when some one who used to play with you everyday and at the end become this kind of friend.
we don't even have much to say, we don't even remember our memory when we were young
and the hardest thing is when u reminisce back u feel terrible bad
u dint spend enough time with them,
u dint show enough caring to them
never tell how much you love them
how much u feel fully thanks for them to make ur day, ur smile, and ur laugh
everyday we do curse, curse like no yesterday, maybe not us maybe only me.
one of the thing that u cant take back is word.
how i wish i can say at least, i miss you to them.
how i wish i can let them know they are important.
how i wish i can say million of thank you
my sister msged me and tell me how hurt he was when he got into the accident.
this song keep repeating in my mind.
We had joy we had fun we had
Seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were
Just seasons out of time
Goodbye papa please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along
Goodbye papa it s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them I ll be there