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.Wednesday, June 14, 2006 ; 2:51 AM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

I took sometimes off from rag to attend her wake at Sembawang hills drive. Solemness, sadness, unfairness and disbelief are filling every corner of that place. Why such wonderful person has to die? I asked God. Well, I guess there's nothing can be done now.
SQ, Don, Jan and I went to pay last respect to her. We saw her body. She looked so peaceful and serene. Just like someone who is sleeping with really bad make up on. There was a pearl between her lips. I don't know what does that symbolise. She has her favouite teddy bear with watch on its wrist. Who wouldn't be saddened by such scene. I wasn't even close to her. Yet, my heart was like being squeezed and I just wanna cry there. I don't know how her family is coping now. Her mom came over and chatted with us for a moment. She told us that they hardly saw her around but she never fails to make time for her family. I guess they feel comforted by the fact that their daughter is very well liked?Dexter passed us a baby blue book for us to write our thoughts in. I did penned down my thoughts. It was short coz I don't really know her that well. While reading others words for her, tears welled up. I shouldn't cry there, I told myself.
Dr Ho gave us a ride back to hall. Such a nice guy.
Passing of lives are common. But, this is my first real encounter with a person's death and that person is someone I know. Why is the word death contains such heavy negative connotation? Well, time will blurred everything. Things come and go, only memories stay. Friends who are overseas now or wherever you are, please take care of yourselves. Hopefully no more bad news from now onwards.







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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