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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Ninang Update

My Ninang will be buried on Thursday.

I can't skip any of my classes on Thursday. Because I already skipped classes today. So no, I won't be saying goodbye to my Ninang when they bury her.

It has its ups and downs. First, its a bummer I can't be there. I have forgotten how to participate in a burial. The last one who died (before Ninang) in our family is my Lolo (my mom's dad). I was in Grade 6. And if you know me, you'd know that I can't remember anything. (Seriously. Can't remember how he was buried or if I cried.)

It may be a good thing that I'm not there because I don't want to be the awkward one not crying while everyone else is. And I may not be able to control myself from saying stuff that are not appropriate to say in a burial.

So tonight, I will be staying at the wake overnight. When we get home in the morning, I will got to school and start researching for my subjects. It would be an offering.

Tonight, I say goodbye to my Ninang.

-Lo-

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