Friday, June 29, 2007
And we stood rooted to the ground. Frozen. Affected. Felt the pain. Saddened. Shaken. A mix of emotions. Peeping into the window where the unconscious body of our good friend laid, with tubes pasted all over. No one dared to talk. No one dared to move. No one dared to do anything, but to silently hope and pray that our good friend will wake up from the coma-state he is in.
Ex Hildans and his churchmates occupied the entire two sections of the waiting area, as we took turns to go into the Surgical ICU. (Was chased out by the medical team because there were just too many ppl).
A reunion of sorts. Friends we havent seen or met or talked to for years. I guess its a Hildan thing. Everyone knows each other. And when there's this kind of thing, it is natural for everyone to come back together..
On another note, I tried to clean and pack my room today. But it just got messier.
Been watching prison break non stop.
Got my roster for july. Good. Semi-retirement mode already.
School is going to start.
Another abrupt end to the post.
|| nobone ran out @ 6/29/2007 12:38:00 am ||