our plans to go shopping followed by a nice dinner on a friday night was stopped short with news of my grand-uncle in sydney being pronounced brain dead after a routine surgery that normally doesnt kill patients. he had a stroke and now he's brain dead. i feel really sorry, not just because he is a really nice man, but also because i probably like him more than i liked my grandfather. we are close to the family in sydney, and i can't imagine how horrible it must be for them. i know it's cliche, but life is really so precious, and all of a sudden, it can just be taken away from you like that.

i feel bad for backing out on friends like that, but i just wasn't in the mood to go for dinner anymore and chat with others. everyone is sad, but i really really hope family in sydney is okay. if it helps, my uncle is a psychiatrist. at least my grandaunt is financially stable, but i really hope she's okay.

i didn't even feel as much as i do when my grandfather (his brother) died, and i dont think my granduncle is off the life support yet. oh wells. but im okay.