@ 11:34 PM
hellofirst day of school did not mean much to me. it was joyous seeing old faces and meeting people up again.
other than the more depressing news about the departure of one of my closer family friends. To me, it's like another grand uncle that showered me with lots of gifts and everything. as formy grandmother, it was like losing a piece of her flesh, it was a excruciating experience, having to experience the death of two of her closest siblings in the world within a year.
It did not struck me for awhile, other than the occasional recounts and recitals with the oncoming call from yet another family member,
hearing her sob over the phone totally shattered me, yet i chose to live in oblivion, like an escape, hearing her physical grief
i think that death is the beginning of the other route of life, always feared, embraced. its the cycle of life, for some, lucky enough to be free from pain and leave naturally; others, pain, for him, its a breakthrough, to be free from pain and everything.
though im not showing it; cause i can put up a great pretense, but im emotionally drained and affected.
&today you showed me the meaning of life and friends