While I go to school laughing at the slightest things I can't help to worry for what's coming for me next - that dreadful, yearly routine starts next week. Fingers crossed, I wanna be discharged.

 

You hear people say life is fragile and we should cherish before they are gone. And while you are asleep someone is struggling to live another day. How lightly do we take them advices honestly? What do you do when you wake up to this kinda news? 

Two deaths in less than a month. I don't wanna be counting already. 

RIP, and my condolences.