famous words from my dad this morning.
i guess that's what makes the lives of good people so tragic.

it was weird going to a viewing/wake today. sorry, i shouldn't say weird, that's such a bad word.

i meant it was different in the sense that all my brother's friends looked so old to me. it was "different", not weird (i hate that word), seeing them all again. some of these guys i looked up to along with my bro while going to elementary skool. and now, everyone seems so old.

other than that, filipinos coming together...there's something about that, for whatever reason it is, that just moves me..it strikes me like a thousand karate chops from multiple directions.

striking. very.

don't take you and yours for granted.
some words to end off with.