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Wednesday, September 5, 2007 || 11:58 PM

it hurts watching from the glass door.... met him less than 5 times, but i teared...it may be inappropriate...but ..i cant help.
saw this tube in his mouth...his jaws were moving..as if he wanted to say something..or maybe it was simply too tormenting....i dun know how many tubes or wire was inserted into him...its was too much to know...helpless is maybe the feeling we all share, him and us...he's just slowly failing...and there's nothing we can do, nothing at all... i look at eugene next to me, i wipe my tears, i shouldn't be crying...
the scene reminded me about my grandpa...both of them... were they struggling this way before they left....this thinking is haunting me...badly...i shouldn't have went.....but deep down in me... i know....i might regret not going.... for two reasons... i may not see him again...and.... i'm sure he'll be glad to know someone care..
its hurting him alot...alot...i'm praying hard..may god of his belief relief his pain and fear.

* i lost 2 of my beloved...one who brought me up...another one who i get to see only 4 times a year....there isn't a difference in the degree of misery....i miss them, and everytime when i miss them and realised i lost them forever, tears flow....i'll never get to see them...no one is gonna cook the dry spicy maggie mee for me...the way he does...no one is gonna sit on the sofa outside our paloh house when we return....when they go, its forever... i'm missing them.