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Wednesday, June 27, 2007


   Puahahas!!! I'm Back From the Dead!
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Start: Oh shoot...when did I start this post?!?!

Puahahas!!! I'm back...again! I told you I drop by, eh? I kept my promise...right...?

April Fools! (Wait, it's not April!)

Oh, it was really Vanessa that brought me back to MyOtaku. Just one comment from her on MySpace made me want to come back! Oh goodness, she's really secretly a necromancer in real life, isn't she?!

Anyways, back to getting serious.

Today, I went to a funeral service for my friend Calvin. Just last week, he had passed away from a car accident. It was really weird too, because I had just recently graduated Confirmation with him...and then, three weeks later, he passes away. It's so strange.

I feel really sad for his parents though. His parents lost all their children... His little sister had passed away from a car accident three years ago, and now Calvin's gone. I can't begin to imagine how they feel.

Chi's aunt was being auspicious though: both of them had died from a car accident, and both had died in June. Coincidence? Hmm, maybe.

I went to a prayer service for Calvin on Monday, and I have to say, on that day, my mom was so hectic, and I kept having this feeling that she was going to crash on the way there. (Our van actually pulled up on a curb and got stuck on it!) It was really crazy, but we got to funeral home safely.

It was so sad... All the church people (the adults) were there, and praying. Later, at the end, I saw Jay, and I found out something: Jay was Calvin's cousin. In his eyes, I could see a deep hurt in there; they were teary. They say when a person cries it all out, they feel better. But when you're quiet when you're sad, it's a kind of sadness that'll stick with you for quite a while...

Well, in the funeral service today, Jay was one of the people in the front, along with the rest of his family. The entire church was packed. All of them; family members, classmates, friends, all the TAs, Confirmation graduates... They were all there for him. I noticed that tons of the students were non-Catholic, but it was okay; your religion doesn't truly choose what kind of person you are.

Even Chi Dung and Anh Thai Son came down! (They had just moved to Dallas about a week ago.) Chi Dung told me not to worry though, because now Calvin is Home.

(If you don't get it, Home is Heaven.)

Chi Dung and Anh Thai Son will be at our house tomorrow (or somewhere later in the week), for our last time to see each other in Houston.

It was funny; my mom had asked if they wanted to come over tomorrow, and he said, "No, no, we'll just be there to eat a little bit." That made my mom laugh. She thought she was inviting him to go eat out again! (No, this time, my mom wants them to get to know what our house was like.)

After the mass, everyone started walking outside, but they all got really confused. In a traditional Vietnamese funeral, the people carry the casket towards the grave, and the people would follow after, walking as a band of people, towards the grave. Well, since the people couldn't walk there, they had to drive.

My mom and I couldn't attend the funeral; we were too busy. We went to go buy food at a local restaurant, but the man who owned the restaurant just had a pissed-off look when we came in.

"You know mister, frowning at your customers makes them feel really uncomfortable." Eh, I should've said something like that like while I was in there.

I don't know why, but people don't really like me and my mom at first glance. People say I tend to look like a girl or mean or scary while people think my mom looks too high-class or too frowny or too snobby. (We're really not like that once you get to know us, really.)

After that, we went grocery shopping... It was kind of weird. I was wearing all black (because of the funeral), so people kept looking away from me when walking around. Bwah.

Plus, my right eye started twitching a lot. Now, that's one of my psychic powers, I guess. It means I can either sense the dead or tell that people are talking about me. Well, my right eye twitched like CRAZY today. Earlier, my mom kept saying, "Your shirt looks like Diana's!" (No mom, I bought this shirt last August! Don't you remember?!) Bah, I'm guessing people kept talking about my shirt...hehe. (The neck part was a bit too wide for a guy's, ya know?)

After grocery shopping, we came home, ate, and now, I'm here.

I've been practicing playing guitar, and now, I feel blisters in my left hand. Hehe.

Oh...that reminds me! Becky Su is in China right now! She's my friend that's sewing me this custom-made scarf, and I pay her money. Really neat trade. But I'm beginning to miss the intellect-stimulating conversations we'd always have. Wah.

Justin's back from China! Uhhh...what else.

Oh yeah! I'm questioning my sexuality right now! It's really crazy, and TONS of stuff happened, but I've decided I'm not choosing what gender I like... Either that, or I become a priest! (There's two stories in that!)

Oh my. This is getting interesting, huh?

I'll tell you guys more about my summer and such, okay?

Oh yeah! I have to tell you about what happened from Spring Break to now! (OH GOSH, THE HORROR!!!)

Bye bye guys!

End: 5:40 PM CST

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