Not Exactly Ima Anymore.

Not Exactly Ima Anymore.

I duno what to blog about nowadaes. But I do dropped by everyday to read your entries peepz. Things might just not be the same anymore in me. The sudden death in the family like knock a sense into my head.

How I fear my own death.
Where Will I be dying?
Have I done much for the family?
Have I pray enough?
Am I bringing with me too much sins when i returned to GOD?

Too much to take in, even now I am in the space moment even though I am in school, supposedly to do my FYP. Aiz, abit sick too. Having flu at the moment. Going to sentosa this saturday to chill out after some time of exhausted moments. 2 weeks! And I am so tired oredi. I wonder how my mak is coping with life now. She seems okie but i believe i see the shattered pieces of her through those eyes. How could uncle just leave her like that without saying any goodbye.

Too much deaths in the family. Who will be next? Can stop all this? Spare us from the emotional agony for a moment. Enough is enough. Looking back and seeing myself, I am not me anymore. Duno why the death is affecting me so much. Maybe coz my heart goes out to my mak.. I am not sure. . .

One thing for sure. . .

I am not exactly Ima Anymore. . .