again...and again.

thank God i wouldn't be in Singapore on that day. thank God.

i wouldn't know what to do if i saw you there. i really wouldn't know.
i feel like i've been stabbed in the heart.twice.

when i heard it that day, i was speechless. and thank God for hy who sensed it and was there for me, comforting me, made me see that it wasn't such a big deal after all.

shit.SHIT.urgh.bloody headache.