When the phone rang at 12:20 this morning, i thought, "thats odd". but when i went down to check what it was about with mum and found out that my pa-pou had been moved to the intesive care unit of the hospitial, i thought, 'thats not good."

after spending the night listening to the phone ring and having my mum call people and then waking up this morning at 6 to find them leaving for the hospitial, im now very sleep deprived, but praying very hard.

So when the phone rang at 8:10 with the news that the surgery didnt go well and my Pa-Pou died...

Lord,
Have your way here
keep me afoalt
Cos i know
Ill sink with out you
Take this ocean
Of pain that is mine
Throw me a lifeline.