Sunday, August 27, 2006
haiz
friday was what you might call, an interesting day. woke up early to eat breakfast at jln kayu. it was damn nice. then went back to school to play sports with the SHF. Then it all went downhil from there.. haiz, never have i seen DD and SG break down like that. haiz, it affected me, a lot. haiz. i hated being helpless at that moment.

came back home, got fucking scolded, no , screwed by my mum and my dad, because i missed saying farewell to my grandma. from mum, i knew that she went at ard 10pm, where i was at jurong mrt, discussing with marlon, xt and jon on what to do, what can we do? Umi, maafkan shaliz...Shaliz minta maaf..Shaliz tau shaliz salah...haiz...

the whole night, i was awake, worried as hell, staring out the window, hoping and praying that nothing happened and everything would be okay when the sun rises...

saturday morning, went to school early again, to play soccer with my friends. thou there were few laughs, i couldnt shake the feeling of sadness. couldn't play at all, i guess. then went to queensway to acc ben to lookout for a new pair of boots

saturday evening, got the news that you were back, safe. imagine the relief i felt, the relief EVERYONE felt.. some weight was lifted of our shoulders..

have things gone back to normal? i don't know...but a small degree of comfort comes from the fact that the SHF will always be there, ever present, ever comforting.. Ohana. Ohana gives me strength..at this time, when i am going to break..the SHF will give me strength..

I WON'T FALTER, BECAUSE I AM ELEKTRA.

AND I AM A MEMBER OF THE SHF.