Went out with Susu today.

While i was in the bus 7 i saw the scene of the accident, there lay a bike, blood and stuff that i couldn't clearly see, i was too scared to look at it.
Then i thought about the dead girl's mom and family, they were waiting for her to go home, and she was on her way home when it happened, about how things could happen to you unpredictably, and about me losing my loved ones someday.
Then i felt like crying.
Susu has once said that the most painful death is the death caused by a traffic accident.
It seems right.

Took the bus 145 after that while Susu had her tooth pulled out.
He used to sit on that bus too, so i tried to imagine how he looked out the window at the street, "did you see what i see now?", and how he rode his nouvo to school, blah blah blah.
I went pass the route i made every sunday night about a year ago. Sure it made me think of the past and i was in deep shit again.