Death is overrated.

Even though this is personal and probably something I should keep to myself. It is something I want to write about anyways.

Some of you already know but my family experienced 2 deaths this week. On Monday, my moms aunt died of a unexpected brain hemorage while she was getting ready to go to bed that night, and this morning my grandpa died in his sleep. I'm doing fine, but my family and especially my mom is not doing well at all.

So tomorrow I'll be coming home to Chicago and I will probably be there till Tuesday for back to back funerals.

So death. I understand that everyone dies, and that it what life is all about. You're born to do your duties, and then you die. Death is bullshit. I mean, two deaths in one week is very uncalled for. I mean, can you please allow us to get over the first before the second happens?

Anyways, I have a lot on my mind right now. I'm not looking for sympathy at all, I just had to vent. I mean things were already pretty crappy before this week.

hmph.