..gone with the wind..

gone with the wind..
gone with the wind..
gone with the wind..

everything and everyone dies. its just that when you die, you leave a certain memory to all your friends who have been with you through good and bad times during your life.

last November 9(Friday), a friend of my father visited us at our house. knowing that he was dead and all, he still went to give our family their condolences. upon remembering their good times in the ship where they worked most of their lives, he began to be teary eyed. it suddenly struck my consciousness that my father was in fact no longer with us. he is in a better place. i think that it is just now that i am realizing that he died.

i did not have the chance to cry like my mother for my father, i was not able to because a lot of people in my family are now counting on me to be the man of the house. being the man of the house i would be responsible of the appliances, cleaning, fixing, and maintaining them. nobody knows how much i want to cry. i just haven't had the chance to talk to anybody about this because all of my friends are happy. i don't want to be the reason why they would become sad.

now that my 'sadness' is over, i can concentrate on the more important stuff.

now that i got that out of my chest, i can breathe easily. thanks for reading my "emo" blog.

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