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So um, RocknBowl tomorrow @ Central Lanes. Hopefully I can go. I might meet Glen there tomorrow, hope everything turns out okay. XD
I'm not in the best mood right now. I went to a friend's funeral this morning. I actually cried at this funeral. Usually when I go to these things I don't personally know the person who passed away, and it's just some sort of family obligation. I just try to keep quiet and respectful for others in mourning. This just felt different. I actually went to school with this person. I talked to her, maybe more in Freshman year than in Sophomore year, but I actually knew her. She was such a strong person, and I could never see things the way she could see things. It's good to know she's not suffering anymore, but I guess it just really hit me hard. I was such an emotional wreck. I didn't bawl like a baby but silently crying without a lot of tissue is hard, and it's noticable. I have a feeling that I made other people cry because I couldn't stop crying during the mass...and people gave me bad looks, but whatever. I don't care. I just wish I could've been strong, just as she was strong. She was just so much stronger than anybody I ever knew, such a fighter. I never knew she was in so much pain. She never showed it. Nobody knew. I knew she had cancer but I never bothered to ask much about it. Ugh, I know I'm just ranting right now. I guess I just needed some place to let go. I honestly didn't know it would hit me this hard, though.
Sleep well, Natasha. I'll miss you. ♥
It feels good to listen to MUCC again. So therapeutic. ._.
I'm not in the best mood right now. I went to a friend's funeral this morning. I actually cried at this funeral. Usually when I go to these things I don't personally know the person who passed away, and it's just some sort of family obligation. I just try to keep quiet and respectful for others in mourning. This just felt different. I actually went to school with this person. I talked to her, maybe more in Freshman year than in Sophomore year, but I actually knew her. She was such a strong person, and I could never see things the way she could see things. It's good to know she's not suffering anymore, but I guess it just really hit me hard. I was such an emotional wreck. I didn't bawl like a baby but silently crying without a lot of tissue is hard, and it's noticable. I have a feeling that I made other people cry because I couldn't stop crying during the mass...and people gave me bad looks, but whatever. I don't care. I just wish I could've been strong, just as she was strong. She was just so much stronger than anybody I ever knew, such a fighter. I never knew she was in so much pain. She never showed it. Nobody knew. I knew she had cancer but I never bothered to ask much about it. Ugh, I know I'm just ranting right now. I guess I just needed some place to let go. I honestly didn't know it would hit me this hard, though.
Sleep well, Natasha. I'll miss you. ♥
It feels good to listen to MUCC again. So therapeutic. ._.