my last respects... to Carlo
i don't know him personally. heck, i don't even know his real name. i call him Lei from the character he came as at last year's tea party (MEteor Garden theme). in a room of a hundred plus people, he was hard to miss. well, what can i say? he does have his own share (and quite a good share at that) of good looks. and i'm pretty sure there's more to him than that. yeh ryt how cliche! even though i practically don't know him, somehow, i felt the loss like, i think, everybody else in the college did.
it kinda hits you when someone that young, inches away from graduation and from finally getting hold of his dream, dies a tragic and sudden death. well i guess, it's true what they say, you never can tell when death would become you or in what way, shape or form it would come. it just does... life sure is a sucky game. bummer.
to Carlo, this may sound too cliche again, but wherever you are, i know you would have wanted to touch people's lives. and you did. you reminded us life that life is indeed short and isn't just about school or career. it's about more important things often overlooked. and as Cholo would put it, it's about making each day the greatest achievement of your life.
kung nasan ka man ngayon...pag nakita mo ang Diyos. ikamusta mo ko sa Kanya.
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