should be in mshs and look at the activity on SJAB but dont have the mood. The sudden demise of jo's father still stung me like a tight slap across my face. Ok we werent really close friends in school 'cos i not member of bitch club and i abit anti-social in class anyway but this event really forced me to think life the different way. It's like, c'mon i just saw her dad like not too long ago and now he's gone to the afterlife... Can you imagine the weird feeling i had when the class went down to the funeral yesterday? I kept quiet during the whole visit 'cos frankly i didnt know what to say. I seriously dont want to foresee my future but i cant help but to let my imagination run wild. After all, for so many times in my life things has always turned out the opposite way i wanted it to happen, i'm really discouraged and afraid of how dark the road is ahead of me. I can only wish i have more strength to do well in everything i wanted to do, be it studies, SJ, fitness, family, whatever... I can only hope for the best...
Now i sounded as if i'm sucking sympathy votes.... damnit....
//Brandon struck at
11:33 AM\\