At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Thursday, July 30
Last blogged @ 5:21 PM

Did not attend school again today.
No, no. I'm not sick.
I received a bad news from grandf
at 3 in the morning.

The next minute, aunt received
a message saying, he's gone.

I'm sad but idk, at that point of time
i'm too tired and without me realising,
I was sound asleep.
At 9 in the morn, mummy woke me up.
Have my breakfast and get ready.

Reached, saw my late uncle and cry.
So does the others.

I know, we are going to miss him.
There will be someone who is missing
when we go East Coast/Changi beach
to have our normal BBQ/"sleep over".

misses.