eboy's mum is in hospital.
apparently a viral infection is beginning to affect her brain, specifically the part that is in charge of the memory.
and eboy quarreled with the girl he liked.
apparently, she also likes him.
why they aren't together?
i have NO idea.

also...
all this shit makes me wonder...
y am i here?
is life all about school, army, work then die?
if it is i'd rather be better of dead.
should i heed the piper's call?
indeed, the siren song of the grim reaper can be seductive at times...
what does it matter if we die?
wouldn't we then be just another statistic?
sometimes i think that it doesnt matter how we live.
nobody would notice, unless we did something absolutely stupid, like timothy mcveigh.
respect to him for doing what he thought was right, though.
but most of us would just hit the headlines and then be forgotten, if we did something spectacular.
i don't really wanna be remembered as the crazy idiot who robs the bank in 2013.
i dont wanna be remembered as an old bitch who rots in an old folk's home either.
i'll nv be truly remebered.
how many people get to join the annals of history?
on a historical scale, the number is insignificant.
will i even be remembered even by my friends 10 years later?
or will i be just another face (an ugly one at that.)
it doesnt really much, though.
nothing else matters.