Well .. Not the happiest of days. One of my best friends was buried today. He was really close to my whole family .. And was always there for me. When I was younger and picked on all the time, you couldn't get to me without going through my cousin and him. Him and my cousin were inseperable, so he was always around me. He helped me through a lot of things. He was that guy who always brought a smile to everyone's face. He stuck up for everyone and was a friend to everyone no matter what. He led a fundraiser for the school when he had his Bob The Builder bookbag "kidnapped". Every karaoke .. He was in it .. He was THE karaoke master. He rapped in everything. No matter what happened he was happy .. And would do whatever he could to make everyone else happy too. He was in dance recitals, the school mascot and just loved everyone. The funeral was huge, and not a dry eye in the house. It was the first funeral I ever went to the played rap. They played the answering machine message that people heard so many times, and it hurt so much just to hear his voice again screaming BABAY! .. Even on his machine he said have a great night. Then at the end, they played one of his raps. Again hearing his voice just made people break down. And it doesn't help when he mentions my cousin and I in the song. I couldn't deal with it. My cousin was a pallbearer, along with the rest of the gang. He was and is loved so much and missed by all. All the way from the sunglasses he was buried in, to that jacket he lived in, to the Bob The Builder Backpack, And the cell phone he lived on. It's gonna be so weird to never hear the whassups, or HEY LITTLE CROWLEY!'s again.
R.I.P. Brent "B.C. Babay" Darrell Cadman
"Real Men Wear Pink"