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It's getting late on Sunday morning
I get up and see
Silly TV talking by itself in the living room
I slept on the sofa again
and don't remember the ending of
the late night movie
And my old lady she don't care
as I look for food in the fridge
Well, this is life
Well, this is my life
Well, this is life
To plan a weekend without you
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IT IS I. THE CADBURY CHOCOLATE MONSTER, BEETCHEZ.
disclaimer: I am
so not friggin responsible for any nosebleeds and/or eyesores caused by my innocent
blabberjabberings. And I don't own some of the pics or such posted here (duuuuuurhh). Now, LET'S DANCE BABY. lolwut btw, me tumblr's
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Monday, 27 July 2009, 21:25
Looking Back
You know... back when my grandmother passed away a few months ago...
I was sad. And I still am. I may not look like it, but deep inside I'll always be mourning for her and for the others; both my grandfathers, my cousin... and many more. I've never even met most of you before. But I'm not depressed. I'm just saying that I'll move on while still remembering passed ones. Why the sudden mood, you ask?
Well, back in Solia (a pleasant online community), there's this really sweet and nice woman. She's married and her only daughter and child is just 9 years old. She passed away about two weeks ago. Even though thousands of other children suffer the same fate, I just feel touched in some way. And I feel truly sorry for the other thousandths.
Arwah Nenek, Abg Jerul, both my grandfathers and many loved others.... We'll meet one day, will we?
Labels: death, life, memories