I imagined that day to be worry-free and that it would just be spent on sweating and such. I didn't see it coming. We all didn't.
News of a classmate's death swept the room and the once jolly atmosphere was enveloped in mourning. He was my classmate. No, we weren't close or anything. The longest conversation I think we had was when he asked me what topics would be included in the second laboratoy exam. That was it. I knew nothing about him, except for his name, and the fact that he's taking up veterinary medecine; for the obvious nameplate that he wore every meeting. I knew nothing about him, but my friends did, for he was their batchmate way back in highschool. A morning of mournings and stories about him escaped through our then trembling lips. Uncanningly, almost everyone in that room had a memory of him. I shall not go on and discuss details causing his death, for only he knows what had transpired.
Remember the recent Pili Drive accident involving some students? Unfortunately, the driver (the one who died) was my seatmate in Ma'am Bucoy's class. The class was surprised to hear the news that he was involved in the incident, let alone when we were told that he was the one who died.
A few days ago, my ninang's mother, Lola Martha, passed away. I never really had a chance to spend time with her, probably because she was often sick and was forced to stay in bed all day long. Her body gave up; and despite the loss, her whole family, including ours, is thankful that her sufferings have ended.
We can never tell when we would go. I'm ending this post with a line too often said/written, that nobody takes it seriously now.
"Live life fully. Enjoy every single moment of it, because we'll never know when it'll end."
3 comments:
yeah your right.. Enjoy life! life is short man.. :D
i totally agree on this.
enjoy life now, while we can because it’s short and we never know when our last day will come.
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