when i was 12 or 13, the whole summer i was thinking of death..
like how it scary it is...what will i miss on this earth...where will i go...
that mystery of life after death is what intruiged me...
almost a whole month i couldnt sleep just thinking of it...

but soon i realized that we'll all have to face it...one way or another...it doesnt bug me anymore...
yes i will miss out on things...i will miss being with my family and friends...etc...
thats why im living each day to the fullest now <at least trying to>