Despite the all happy mood here for the lunar new year, still it's a sad time.

Yesterday morning, when mom was driving me out somewhere, I saw a lump of something on the ground. I really shouldn't have been curious to found out what that is, coz when I finally realized, we had run over it. It was a dead cat. I swear it was already dead when we ran over it, but still, I burst out crying. I could almost feel the pain of it. And it's to be the year of Tiger. Kind of ironic, for me.

And Lee Alexander McQueen's dead.

Sad. Just sad.

Mom told me she wouldn't tell me until I found out myself because she was afraid of me losing sleep because of it.

It's just sad.

And the chat thread is driving me crazy.