One of my classmate's dad recently passed away in a car accident.
It sort of reminded me how fragile life is. To think that in a moment, your loved ones can just disappear from the face of this earth. Scary thought eh? I was initially shell-shocked by the news. To be honest, I don't know what I'll do if that were to happen to me. I'll probably cry my heart out and drop out of school. I'll live my entire life in regret because there hasn't been a single thing that I did that could make him proud. I guess these are the emotions that my classmate is experiencing now.

So it has lead me to think, is God really playing a game of russian roulette with us, silently and slowly picking us off one at a time?