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For one second I thought I'm fine but I'm not. Things turn out of hand when I hit the road and realized that my usual life is gone. It took my everyday life from me on the day he went away. Turn left I saw me and the past. Turn right I saw myself and the memories that I no longer have the ability to create.

They said time will heal, but time moves very slow when we are awaiting for something and it's flying very fast when we want it to stop.

Does everyone do the same thing? Waiting for the time to fly and hope to erase or replace the old face? How sad...

Anyway, my brother had an operation already. I also have no idea why they changed their mind. They put the metal to keep his ankle straight and wait for the bone to grow back for now. After he's fine, they will perform another operation to take out the metal part.

At least my day is not a very bad day anymore.

Also yesterday night, we had the excuse of throwing Max a farewell before he head to Botswana this coming Thursday, so we all decided to go SingK [I think only me think this is an excuse]. We went RedBox @ The Curve [where me and Ben went for the gathering recently :(].

Now I know why those whom are upset or stress like to drink alcohol. Yesterday, I had the whole jar of drought beer by myself. It didn't make me forget everything but it did stop me and turn me from very sad to very mad. May be this is how it work.

p.s.: the karaoke place was not bad, the food was fine. About the same with Neway @ puchong.