barush | Now there's a whole lot of faking...

So I was at my grandmother's today and I was told my uncle died on Saturday. He'd had cancer for a while but the prognoses said he had like up to a year left. I have no clue what happened, nobody does at this point it seems, but frankly, I don't really care. I didn't know know him much at all. My aunt and him weren't divorced but they weren't living together for years and I saw him just a few times. All the things I've ever heard about him were either bad or even worse. I won't go into details but, as cruel as it might sound, he won't be really missed. I don't even know if there'll be any funeral at all. Oh well.

Also, lately I've been feeling like all my friends abandoned me or are going to. Real life or internet. Because even though I do talk to some of them, it always seems like they have something better to do, somewhere else to be, someone better to talk to. Maybe I'm just paranoid or asking too much, dunno, but that's the way I've been feeling.

'Kay, later.