I take the train bound for school which runs on the same route, heading towards the same direction almost everyday; the rush hour; sight of packed trains bound for City Hall and the morning dews on the field. It is such a precise routine, and everyday I would be doing almost the same thing on the train. Listening to my songs; people watching; mapping out my day ahead or simply just thinking. (then you ask me, since when do I ever think?)

Then, i thought of the mischap which happened on my friend this week. If you read the news, you will know what i'm talking about. Needless to mention much, it dawned on me that everyone has to die eventually, be it of murder; accident; suicide; illness or simply, old age. Even my bestfriends and those whom I love, around me.

That may seem so irritatingly tragic yet all we can do is celebrate her life, Her life of love.

I wouldn't deny this had affected me deep down, it's too sudden and it came too fast.
:(
life is too unpredictable.

I don't know how my life would be 40years down the road. I can't imagine but I hope I would be surviving well. Actually, I want to be a old woman in my swimsuit with my friends, wearing sunhats and basking under the sun sipping expensive red wine by the pool. With my skin sagging to the ground, and my tits flying all around the place when I jump. Because of what? Old age! And they say the more you wish for, the more it's out of reach(not the tits part).

So much for trying to sound like I have a big heart, @#@$#@!%#%$%#!! I have so much more to talk about but not now.

goodnight folks.