100

Today marks 100 days mak passed away. It seems that the grief is here to stay. Everyday, it's kinda a must for me to weep, quietly. I usually cry in my car on my way to school. I won't cry in front of people as they might say "tak habis lagi sedih tu". People can convey their sympathy and thank you for that but the grief is really overwhelming. I miss her soooo much..... I can't pick up the phone and talk to her anymore, I won't be able to hug and kiss her pipi labuh anymore..... and I miss doing those things. It's no fun going back to Alor Setar anymore. She's not there...