Sunday, February 3, 2008 | 9:54 PM

2 days ago i received news from my dad that my cousin's motorcycle crashed. and he died on the spot that morning. the news came as a shock to me, and it was seriously unbelievable. life is weak. and unpredictable. why are we born into the world, to struggle so much, just for few moments of glory. n when we die, a funeral is all we get. the dead will slowly be forgotten in years to come.
perhaps after all, wad we leave behind might matter more than wad we take away with us, since everything will soon be null when life ends. which could be any moment.=)