when will we be...dead?

fb-ing in the morning,
i wake up at 9 when i have class at 8.
surprisingly ,wake up at 6.30 for my assignment.
after satisfied with what i've done.
i looking through fb.
and i kinda feel, something.
when i came across my late friend fb.
i'm not that close with him,
i knew him from like,
standard 1?
but i know he's nice and friendly.
it's been 9 months since he gone.
and i really feel it was like yesterday.
can't stop thinking when will it be.
my turn to go away?