I can't believe I have to attend another funeral after only a week from my first one.
It was too surprising and I still can't believe that it will happened anytime soon, especially with the body of my grandmother had just been buried this Monday. And now we have another funeral a week after that. It's like God decided to rub salt on our fresh wounds.
And meanwhile, with mom & dad being busy and practically are out of the house for almost 24/7, I have to sustain myself with sandwiches for like a few weeks now. Since that's all that we have in the fridge: bread and jams. Lots of it. And with the lack of nutritions and vitamins, I could feel my body practically dying and I now catch a fever and flu and cough almost regularly. And I had never get a cough for almost three years now!