Leaving

I'm leaving tomorrow (well, actually, more like in a couple of hours) to go and face whatever it is that need facing. These past couple of days have been like.. I don't know. These past few days have been surreal. I've been avoiding having to stay long in the house and being alone, yet something still doesn't feel right. The things that used to make me feel better don't seem to work.

We're going home to Cebu for the last day of yaya's wake and for her funeral. I'm scared. After this, it's all really going to be over. She's really gone.

How I wish that when I wake up tomorrow, it'll be August 8, 2009, a year from now. Maybe then I'll be out of this limbo where I'm in. I'll be back in school, busy as hell, and by that time, things will be easier. No more of this dull ache that's tormenting me.