okey. the title is also a title of a music. i feel like using it as a 'cause this week's been too much trouble, no it give me too much pain...
first, (this story was only told to me by me elementary classmate: jackielyn) last monday my elementary classmate, also a friend (dietmar leopold jr.:his name), had an accident that 'cause him to be unconscious for about a day. he was riding his scooter then...
CRASH
his scooter collided to another motorcyle. dietmar then was taken at a hospital. then... thats it. he. died. (sob)
the doctors said that he could be still alive if the blood in his head did not gather together.
but... but... (sob)
his still...
i never thought for even once that one of my ex-classmates or former classmates will experienced such accident/s.
*sigh*
and also last tuesday i was taken at the hospital for my surgery. i got wart/s on my back and my mum want to get it rid off so she took me to the nearest hospital in town... at first i was injected 2 anestisia (i dunno what is the right spelling). and then the operation began. but i still felt the pain while the doctor was cutting my flesh so he injected me another 2 anestisia. and the operation continued. my back seemed numb. i don't felt anything but i know that my flesh was being cut.
after that ime and my companion, cousin, was supposed to go to the supermarket but i said i want to go home 'cause that time all i can was pure bakground of yellow.. as if i was taken to another world. i can only hear my cousin saying, "are you okey? you look pale. we're going home." then when i climbed into the vehicle i didn't open my eyes. i said to myself, "its a matter of concentration. my eyes must rest for awhile." then when i opened my eyes i can see clearly.
when i got home, i started going to my room. then i take a nap while i am facing the bed my back's facing the ceiling...
wednesday...
this is the day that i got the news from jackielyn that.... dietmar died...
and today, we (his elementary classmates) were supposed to visit him. (he was still in his home) but i told them to go without me. so i was left here.
for me it was more okey 'cause i don't know what would happen to me if i saw him inside his casket.... i don't want to see people going... i don't want to say goodbye... i don't want to... (sob)
'cause all of my life i always want those people to be with me. i always welcome them to my life.
i dont want to say goodbye!!
what's good in goodbye?
first, (this story was only told to me by me elementary classmate: jackielyn) last monday my elementary classmate, also a friend (dietmar leopold jr.:his name), had an accident that 'cause him to be unconscious for about a day. he was riding his scooter then...
CRASH
his scooter collided to another motorcyle. dietmar then was taken at a hospital. then... thats it. he. died. (sob)
the doctors said that he could be still alive if the blood in his head did not gather together.
but... but... (sob)
his still...
i never thought for even once that one of my ex-classmates or former classmates will experienced such accident/s.
*sigh*
and also last tuesday i was taken at the hospital for my surgery. i got wart/s on my back and my mum want to get it rid off so she took me to the nearest hospital in town... at first i was injected 2 anestisia (i dunno what is the right spelling). and then the operation began. but i still felt the pain while the doctor was cutting my flesh so he injected me another 2 anestisia. and the operation continued. my back seemed numb. i don't felt anything but i know that my flesh was being cut.
after that ime and my companion, cousin, was supposed to go to the supermarket but i said i want to go home 'cause that time all i can was pure bakground of yellow.. as if i was taken to another world. i can only hear my cousin saying, "are you okey? you look pale. we're going home." then when i climbed into the vehicle i didn't open my eyes. i said to myself, "its a matter of concentration. my eyes must rest for awhile." then when i opened my eyes i can see clearly.
when i got home, i started going to my room. then i take a nap while i am facing the bed my back's facing the ceiling...
wednesday...
this is the day that i got the news from jackielyn that.... dietmar died...
and today, we (his elementary classmates) were supposed to visit him. (he was still in his home) but i told them to go without me. so i was left here.
for me it was more okey 'cause i don't know what would happen to me if i saw him inside his casket.... i don't want to see people going... i don't want to say goodbye... i don't want to... (sob)
'cause all of my life i always want those people to be with me. i always welcome them to my life.
i dont want to say goodbye!!
what's good in goodbye?
