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Chris' funeral was today. If there was one message to take away from the service, it's that "Tomorrow is not promised." How true, how true. I've always thought it funny, that people are practically talked about like saints when they die. In his case however, it's about right. Many stories like something as sweet as him helping two elderly mother-daughter strangers with their groceries, or one where he would always say, "I love you more!" One can only wish to be so lucky to have lived such a beloved life in which one touched so many. It was the most beautiful funeral services I've witnessed, though it was also one of the saddest. Funerals are about life as much as it is about death. It is both a sunset and a sunrise. If my funeral has just a fraction of the people that cared like they did him, I would be beaming down with a smile on my face. That's one thing that everyone remembered about him---how he always smiled.

UNC won today. I tivo'd it and watched it afterwards knowing that I was going to miss all but the first few minutes. I wouldn't doubt that Chris looked down and said something to the effect of, "Man, You guys are missing the game!" *lol* That's just the kind of person he is though. I'm glad they won today...one more win for him. The streak is alive! Clemson is still 0-fer in Chapel Hill!

What a week! It's still all surreal. When I was at St.Matthews earlier, It felt like I was watching it on TV or that it was a movie.

To say that this week has been crazy would be a huge understatement. Describing it as a roller coaster is fairly accurate. I went to see my friend on Tuesday. As much as it was to be there for her, I came away feeling much better that she seemed in good spirits. That's not to say that it'll take a lot of prayer for her to get through this, but it assured me that she certainly would. The funeral is on Saturday. The sooner that gets here the better. We're still left wondering what in the world could have happened, and it's certain that we'll continue to be troubled by that until there are some answers. Tuesday was a busy day. With work and visiting my friend and the party. The party was great. The cousins and I watched American Idol. We were sitting there figuring out which group stayed and which ones stayed. The last of the guests left around 10:15 and we finished cleaning up around 11:55. I went through the presents and wallets seemed to be the 30th Bday gift as I got 3 of them. I also got 3 Tommy Hilfiger shirts, 16 pairs of socks( my Grandma got me 6 Gold Toe ones!), A big bag of Macadamia nuts, a dark blue dress shirt, a Nike hooded shirt, a bottle of wine, as well as $25 from B&N, 2-$25 Dick's Sporting Goods, 2-$20 Bamboo Asian Bistro gift certificates. So I guess you can say I cleaned up. OMG, my cousin Jason gave me a Bonzai Tree!!! That was sooooo AWESOME! I love it! I told him that I'm afraid I might end up killing it like the other ones. That thing is nice. I need to take a picture of that and post it on here. Around midnight we watched Commited and I slept like a log. Last night, I was still tired that I crashed right after watching UNC win on retro night.

This morning is fairly decent. Sample load isn't too bad. Hopefully it stays that way.

Well, I better be getting back to work. Have a great day!

Now, stop me if I'm wrong, but I see NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS WOMAN! I think the whole "Oooo! Look at me! I can't get this skirt on" routine is just an act. I think she can button that up and even have space to inhale(insert Bill Clinton joke here). I can see if she was trying to get the skirt past her chest or something, but I think it would fit her waist just fine. To suggest that maybe she needs to be on the Atkins diet is totally absurd and this is why young women and society in general have this distorted view of what's healthy and attractive. I certainly find her attractive and wouldn't dare suggest for her to go on a diet. I wouldn't suggest any woman to go on a diet for that matter, but in her case she simply doesn't need one! CrAzY PEOPLE, GET A FREAKING CLUE! UGH! :-P

Certain life stages are more important than others. The theme for today was supposed to be my 30th Birthday and I really wasn't looking that much forward into it. We have to treat these things as blessings in that you only turn 30 once, you only live once. I walked in this morning and saw decorations. I was touched that they remembered, although it was really hard for them not to being that I talked about it a good bit last week on how I wasn't too thrilled to turn 30. That quickly changed as I look at the Black Forest Cake with a note that said, "Happy Birthday, Edwin. Chris is in ICU on life support." That hit me hard in that I was wondering what in the world happened. 5 mins later I get a phone call from my friend Magalene and she said her son was dead. Seemed like she said it like 5 times. All I could say was that I was sorry and I kept asking what had happened. She said they thought it was the flu. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and I didn't know what else to say. I can't believe that this young man around my age was gone just like that. Life is indeed as precious as they come and it definitely put things into perspective. I was weary of turning 30, when someone else was passing away. That really hit like a freight train. We should be thankful of every single breath and moment. And not only that, but the quote rings through, where it's not the number of breaths we take, but it's how many moments that takes our breath away. Death is never easy. I remember when my Grandfather passed away some...is it 8 years or so ago. I don't even know exactly how long ago, but it doesn't feel all that long ago. I'm weird with deaths. I initially don't cry and I feel guilty for being wired that way. I guess I do it on my own time and I let it go that way. It's not that I don't feel the loss, it's just the way I am.

I feel guilty about the thought that from now on I'll think of him on my Birthday and how I'm so selfish for thinking that.

It was so weird cause I had a somewhat odd moment. Yesterday, I had this aftertaste in my mouth that wouldn't go away. I tried brushing and rinsing with mouthwash and even toothpaste with baking sode. It stayed with me till this morning. I just blamed it on bad chewing gum, but now I'm not so sure. I've always thought I had somewhat of a psychic in me. Not the crazy I'll tell you the future thing, but to some degree some kind of heightened connection maybe. After I got the phone call I went to get coffee and it went away. Ok, so it could be the coffee, but then again who knows. Just weird coincidence? I'm not convinced it was. I just can't even imagine how she's doing right now. He was her baby. She asked me to just tell everyone to pray for her. Hope you could do the same.

It's now T-minus 5 hours till I turn 30. I just spent the better part of the afternoon cleaning up my room. I got so much junk! I dusted and shredded a bag full of stuff that Enron would have been proud! I found these chewing gum that I test marketed for some company awhile back. I realized a few hours later that at some point I must have spit them out. They were good, but they left me with a nasty after-taste that wouldn't go away. So, I spent my last day as a 29yo cleaning up. How exciting.