I was supposed to blog thru my dad's cellphone but the dial-up wasn't working. We went to laguna today to attend a burial. My dad's officemate died because of cardiac arrest and he was only 30 years old.

Arrived at everest memorial park past 2 p.m.. The place was so nice and serene. Compared to the cemeteries here in manila, it was a perfect place to bury the dead. At least you could finally get peace and quiet.

But of course i hate going to funerals and burials. I'm so afraid with death. Afraid looking on caskets and most of all i hate saying goodbyes.