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Monday, May 26, 2008 at 6:13 PM |
Sorry fer not updating for so many freakin daes. Life has been so hectic and chaotic these past few daes. Just last friday (last dae of school) i was getting ready for first period which was chem. I was like going to fish out my file frm my bag when i heard an announcement frm Mr Hafiz. " Suhana Bte Razali frm 3n2 cn u plz cum dwn to the office n bring ur bag along." All my classmates looked at me n said "You`re in big trouble" Coz Mr Hafiz is the DM (dun tell me u haf no idea wat is tht)n i was freaking damn scared. I quickly ran dwn the stairs n i saw my sis. I was like "what the hell is she doing here" I was like freaking worried coz i thought sumthin had happened to my family. I was brave enuff to ask Mr Hafiz what happened. I swear he was speechless. In the car, sis told me tht my uncle, Wak Bari passed away. I went "ouhk". Yea, it was in the paper. 2 PUB workers who were workin. They were hitted by a trailor. I was like Masya-Allah. Went hme and changed. Straight to Serangoon. To cut it short, the next day arnd 1+, while my sis n me were sleeping, we were awakened by our dad`s voice. He was crying like what. He told us "Wak Yah dh meninggal." My sis n me were like "huh?!! Papa biar btol?" We were stunned and froze for a while. My parents were busy calling our relatives and all. My sis n me were like stupidos. Juz stood there and did nuthin. My mum was crying. That was the first time i saw my mum cried. Believe me. I was shocked and scared at the same time. Imagine, it was 2++ am and we received a call saying tht sumone has passed away. We headed to my late aunt`s hse arnd 2+ coz it`s near to our hse. Sat there till 5+ am. Went back hme for Subuh. My uncle and cuzzin went to our hse to haf a quick nap. Headed there again arnd 8+. ANd yes, i didn`t sleep the whole dae. I was yawning all the way inclusive my cuzzins n my sis. To me, it was unbelieveable coz 2 persons passed away at the same time. Yea, life is really fragile. And i repented when i saw how my their bodies were being put in the grave. Masya-Allah.
My dreams will blossom...
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