I arrived late at 9am this morning to school because I woke up late at 6:20am so I decided to skip the lecture for Marketing which started at 8am. Had a fast-pacing revision during the tutorial lesson for Management in the afternoon until 3pm. Went home by taking public transports but arrived home in the late evening at 6pm. When I arrived home, I found something has missing in front of the house - My precious pet dog as well has his toys and other equipments.


I saw my dad squatting outside at the door frowning, holding his forehead with his left hand and a can of Beck's beer with his right hand. He kept quiet but he gave me some sign language that my pet dog has died being knocked down by a car at a highway near my house. I was shocked but at the same time, I was unable to show any facial expression... Then, I also saw both of my eldest sister's eyes were red and swollen a little because of crying.

Why? Why my dog has to be the victim of this tragedy? Couldn't that driver lower down his gear to let his fucking car slow down? Couldn't he just brake for the sake of sparring a life? I wonder what the driver's driving license is for when he already has the potential to knock down other lives... Now that he has taken my precious pet's life, he should be "blessed" with the upcoming tragedies awaiting him. I'm sure he will...

I'm feeling so emotionless today...

"Sometimes I Wish I Could Save You...
-Simple Plan"