Destined for Each Other
September 22, 2008 •
So as I’m sure a lot of you know, these few days have been really tough for me. I have been sleeping at 5 in the morning and waking up at 10am. It’s a good thing that it’s Ramadhan, because otherwise I don’t think I would be eating much either. Eid is coming in about a week, but I am really in no mood for it. I used to be so excited for Eid in previous years because it’s really a festive occasion over here, but this time around everything feels so bleak. =(
So just when I am feeling all bleah and ugh for the day, I received a comment from Joon that I won 3rd for StarMonkey Designs‘ Mega Advertising Contest. So I went to Laura’s site and boy, was I surprised. Because I entered the contest for the fun of it and I really didn’t expect anything.
So yes, despite a third placing, it really made my day. Thank you Laura! =)
Only You Can Make Things Right
September 18, 2008 •
Yesterday I was breaking my fast at Sakura International Buffet when I received a shocking news. A certain good friend of mine met into a car accident. He’s actually more than just a good friend. Apparently he was in a car with 3 of his friends, 2 of whom died in the accident. My friend survived, but is currently in critical condition. I pray he’ll get better. I don’t think I will be able to accept another death of a close loved one right at this very point in time.
I think the worst thing about death is the sense of helplessness that you feel. That there is really nothing else you can do but to hope that the deceased will be happy wherever he/she is. You could cry all you want, you could shed tears of blood, you could grief and moan and think about him/her all day long, but the fact remains- that he/she is gone, and nothing will or can ever change that. You know the one thing that we truly wish we can salvage, and yet it’s truly irreversible.
I don’t want to lose him. Not now, please dear God.
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Last night his sister contacted me. She told me that he is still depending on life support and that nobody, not even his family members, is allowed to visit him. She also told me that he was actually conscious on the first day. But all he could mutter were the words “Mom” and “Dee”. He slipped into an unconscious state hours after.
Dee. That was what he used to call me whenever we joked around in the past. I miss him. He used to sing for me whenever I told him I felt down. He wrote a song for me just last week and said he’d let me hear during the weekends. I wish there is something that I can do. But I feel so helpless. If you could spare a moment or two, could you please pray for his well-being? I would really appreciate it.
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