An old physics teacher of mine died today from a heart-attack. Most of the girls in my class went to his funeral just now, but I felt too sick and nauseous (sorta migraine) to handle the long busride. Plus I'm broke.
Whigh goes to show that life goes on, no matter what happens.
I saw this tiny, tiny little girl on the street, wearing practically nothing and drinking plain water from this big metal cup. She was so small she could barely hold it. She was as old as my baby sister, if not younger
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