death
as far as my recollection goes, today is the first time ive ever cried because of a someone's death. its one of those shivery cry--wailinga actually--that stops after a few minutes but it leaves you mooning and stunned and gaze-y all through out the day. ang drama, but true.
its been happening left and right, ive been attending more wakes now than parties, that is the very gruesome truth.
death. ive been meaning to write about it for some time now. wakes are really weird things. they are the most offensive thing in the world, in my humble and useless opinion. pero, you cant just send a person to the grave without even acknowledging his/her existent, am i right? I guess thats why they have it after all.
death. i dont know anything about it. i know more about wakes than i know about death. and really, id rather not talk about it. actually, id very much rather not now.
wala lang. i seriously do not know what to say. i think i have to check my book of manners before i continue writing. even if i already have i just want to shut up.this is just so...disconcerting? basta! wala akong nakukuhang perspective.
its one of the inevitable truth about the world. guys are jerks, and people die.
grabe. too young.
NAKAKATANGA! NAKAKABOBO!
i know im ranting and im being very boring and all the shit that goes with my boring-ness. but this matter deserves to be accounted for. it would be unfair if i dont.
i wish i could write better because i know im not doing the matter any justice. but as of now, this is the best i can come up with.
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posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni |
