I somehow have a feeling that He is telling me that my time is drawing near. 3 deaths in a month, it has to be a sign or something. But nevermind that. In any case, my cousin called around nine-ish to let us know that a grand-uncle had passed on earlier today. It's not that I am a mean person or what but I really don't know his name. We all call him Tok Anjang.

***In loving memory of Hirwan Abdullah, Ibrahim Md Rashid and Tok Anjang.

May they be placed among those of Imaan. Ameen.

On another note altogether, CHELSEA LOST! WOOHOO. A sense of joy so inexplicable surged inside me when my friend broke the news to me last night, in the middle of a rather intense and emotional phone conversation.

And before I end this very short entry, I shall let the whole world know that I am now poorer than what I used to be before I started working. No thanks to travelling fare and impulsive shopping. pffftt..