I am now feeling both sad and happy. Sad that someone as young as him(he's barely 30) should go, but also happy that he ain't suffering anymore and I had at least got to see him one last time. Kung nasaan ka man Ade, mami-miss ka namin.
But I'm not gonna finish this story yet, y'all know I don't like sad endings. Life is a cycle, sometimes we mourn and sometimes we celebrate. And where there is death, there is also life. And here it's in the form of my college bud Gio's first born! ^___^
Say hello to Baby Zee! (Hay Beybi Zee!) Congrats, Gio and Dompy!
-FIN
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I guess y'all have heard by now that Michael Jackson and Farah Fawcett passed away today, it's all over the news. I'm also a fan of The Gloved One, his music is one of the rare things that me and my siblings all like. And even with his death he still managed to take the world by storm!
But I'm here to pay final respects to other people closer to home who have also passed away. Eduardo Ching, father of my high school classmate Michael also passed away this morning. I was able to meet and talk to him once when I visited them in Solis shortly after graduation, I am now actually glad that I had that chance because at least I got to know him even for a fleeting moment.
I also just heard news of the death of fellow cosplayer Ronald Kenneth Bercasio Labadlabad due to meningitis, Known in the cosplay.ph forums as Zengar and best remembered for bringing to life Viewtiful Joe. Although I don't know him personally, his very animated and lively portrayal of the character was unforgettable. May all their souls rest in peace. ^^
And finally, my grandfather Lolo Tiboy had also passed away early this month in the age of 93. You may remember me giving him this for his 91st birthday. But we all were emotionally prepared for his death, he has lived a veeery long, fruitful, happy life and we have accepted that it really was his time.
Also, my college classmate Addison is currently fighting for his life in intensive care against pancreatitis. I visited him at the PGH this afternoon and found him comatose, I was shocked to find out he was suffering from the illness for two months now. We were just chatting online early this year and never realized he was sick. Although we aren't in the same barkada, he's one of the smart, silent types but very much game when it came to drinking and having fun. Plus he's a bigger comic book geek than I am-and I work in the biz!
It was a very weird feeling being there in the ICU looking at him connected to four machines with all those tubes and blinking displays and their beeping noises. I happen to HATE hospitals despite being in and out of one for most of my childhood. It wasn't dread or fear but I can't really explain it. Maybe because I also know how it feels to be plugged into those tubes, being drained and supplied with fluids, being delirious due to the morphine, demerol and other funky stuff. Maybe that's what I looked like after heart surgery. I remember the voices of the nurses and the anesthesiologist(funny that I recognized her voice) calling my name trying to wake me up after unplugging me, but I still felt very comfy and sleepy I was like "uhuh, uhuh...*BLAG* zzzzz" and they'd go "Wilsoooon...Wilson*snap!SNAP!*...WILSON!" but I'd still go "ano ba tulog pa ako e!*BLAG*ZZZZZZZZZ"
I just hope and pray that he wakes up and lives on to pick up and read another comic book like I did. ^_^
Call me weird but for some reason, I don't like crying and I also don't like seeing other people cry when someone dies or during a funeral. When my grandpa on my father's side died, it was required for all his male sons to cry during the burial. I wasn't that close to him, but I didn't dislike him either, but I didn't cry. BUT, I do remember failing to hold back my tears the first time I saw Optimus Prime die in Transformers: The Movie. Does that confirm how a big, sorry geek I am?
Okay, too long, too depressing. Sorry for that, not really my thing to do but it's good to able to talk about such a topic. I've heard somewhere that those who have died are not dead, they have just moved on. And they may be singing something like this.
Devious Comments
Speedy recovery to your friend.
Sa amin yung anak lang na lalake dapat umiyak e di na kasama yung apo.
I know people who didn't cry on funerals, means wala silang iniwang napoblema sa family nila, or hndi sila nag kulang.
that's one of my karaoke song xp
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In a box of crayons
Some are sharp, some are pretty,
some are dull,some are bright,
some are weird names, and some are different colors.
But they all work together to form something beautiful
and they all fit together perfectly in one box
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It's in the blood
It's in the will
It's in the mighty Hands of Steel
hurhurhurhur
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Having faith in lies reveal the truth.
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Aiming for perfection means reaching the boundary. Constantly improving to surpass perfection goes beyond the bounds.
I've spent a long time talking with a friend on the subject of grief. She was carrying a baby that had no chance of survival after birth. There is no set way to grieve. Traditions help you go through the motions, but there's no marker that says "Cry here." Often when you cry over an unrelated or fictional death, there's something there that pulled a heartstring leading to a deeper grief. Your grieving Optimus Prime could have been a displacement for someone else.
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Mark Sanford
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I see so much corruption
And it's hard to ignore
Living on greed and possessions
Is this what we're dying for?
Now choose this day
Who you will serve To be the light
in a darkened world
- Killswitch engage -
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I believe in Jesus Christ as my savior. Copy paste this if you're not scared to admit it!
Exercitus Artifex: The League of Extraordinary Characters.
Join it today! ~ea-lec
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