I was listening to
If We Hold On Together last night and I started tearing. Brought back sad memories. Oh God. It's that time of the month again. And now my hair's a wreck. The hairdresser just made my hair more curly instead of shortening it. =.= Now I look like a middle-aged auntie trying to look like a teenager.
I wonder why misfortune keeps befalling our family.
I can understand how you feel. To miss death by an inch. And the anguish that you alone escaped the tragedy but not others. I can almost feel your pain when you lost a good friend. To see him being towed by the undercurrent and you could do nothing to help.
I was there once.
