18:04: i knew something bad was going to happen.
last wednesday, someone told the cad that mitch was gone. we didn't really know what that meant. maybe it was a misunderstanding of some sort. they explained to me that he had been hospitalized and that he couldn't take visitors. but no one knew if the new message was a joke. then last night, i found out that mitch had died and that he was to be buried today. a few of the guys from the class were going to commute and take a shuttle or a bus to batangas for the wake last night. i would've gone with them but i hadn't brought enough money for the trip and it was getting late. i didn't want to risk getting stranded so far away from home at so late an hour.
so all i can do is say a prayer.
rest now, mitchell mojares.
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