Jeff's blog.

It's time. He died. I know it's kinda like nothing but, guess what, he is only a month old. Which means, since his birth until today ( 27th June - 27th July). When I buried him. I COULDN'T hold any longer, my tears.

It was a real pain for me to bury someone dead. Especially when my grandmother passed away, her coffin closes, my tears run down my cheeks without stopping. Until I got home, I was still sobbing away.

I don't know what caused his death, but I believe, it's time for him to go, Lord called him for a good reason. I cannot blame Him, I can't say He took him away from me. As he(the dead) is my favorite. I have to face the reality. I'm going off. Ciaoz.