... is not the end

Yeterday a group of friends, co-workers and family wished Jeziel "good luck in his journey"...

... funny though, Jeziel was always late, and he even arrived late for his burial. I know this makes no sense, and there wasn't anything he could do about it, but I found it hilarios. We were supposed to put hum six feet under at 4 pm, and he arrived one hour late. I guess he wasn't in a rush.

Just a few moments ago I spent quite a while just watching at some photos of him, and it brought back memories, it made me both smile and shed a couple of tears... It's just so freaking weird.

I guess one of the things that have made this process a lot more difficult for me is that we heard some rumors... that if true, something very fucked up happened. I really don't feel comfortable writing them down here, but... argh... it angers me just to think about them.

Pancho really helped me calm down 'coz am having some problems that really saddens me with one of my friends, and all this experince made me think a lot about it... he said something that I needed to hear:
"pero no pienses en esas cosas las "ultimas impresiones" así como las primeras no son cosas que reflejen el tumultoso, gratificante y largo camino de la mayoría de relaciones humanans "

(Am to lazy to translate, so if I are an "english reader only" please let me know to translate it )


Thank you Pancho ^-^
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Rants, rants...
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I just want to tel you girls and guys that I love you all.


*sigh* Take care