My dad's pet CoolCool just passed away. Hit by car.
He cried.
My sis told me.
I got a feeling that I need to call back home but my sis asked me not now.
the first time that I saw my dad crying -- on my granny's funeral.
Crying is good for him.
Found out that there is a certain time I will get particularly sentimental and I will miss J terribly.
I guess this is not something big , but it means something to me and now I find no one that I can talk about it .
I can randomly call any friend of mine just to talk about it. But who would like to listen about it ? I mean it is not something very important to them.
I wonder if J ever had a moment like this before. I never saw J crying though.
I am alone in my rented house.
Roomie has gone back to her hometown.
We're having another empty room, still waiting for the next tenant.
Another housemate decided not to go to concert tonight which earlier she asked me to accompany her.
I have got tonnes of revision to be done but I am just not in the mood.
I guess blogging is another alternative when you find that there is no one to talk to.
I guess that I am being emo, today.
Friday, February 05, 2010
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