[Munch's Master]

off-topic-LOLZ at AS.
On-topic: I've lost a cat and one of my grand-dads. the cat was getting on a bit but wasn't exactly old, mind you it had had to have a limb amputation due to a tumour so the tumour could well have spread. I was real sad when it happened but after we buried her it sort of went away. I got little pangs now and then but then I got over it. My grandad died a couple of months afterwards, but again he was old-91- so it wasn't much of a shock. I was sad about it but not as sad as I felt I should be, which made me feel so guilty. and seeing as he'd been in a rest-home for nearly a year and when we'd visited him I'd get bored, I felt even more guilty. but I was 9 so I didn't know better. Damn ,I still feel guilty about it. It's said that you only relise how special someone is when they're gone, and that's very true.
when it comes to thinking of myself dying I used to not like it and try to blot it out, but recently, for some reason during a long car journey, I accepted that I'll die and realised I no longer feared it, so I've come to terms with whenever my death should come. And by the way, I am not an emo.