No clue what to expect.

So I'm laying in bed.. In 2 hours I have to wake up so I can drive to the airport for my flight to Dallas. I knew I wanted to come back, but not for this reason. I'm really nervous. Like when I found out Marcus died. Of course I cried, but it still hasn't really hit me yet. All I know is that the second I step off that airplane shit is about to hit the fan. I have a HUGE emotional lound filipino family. And quite honestly.... I have no clue what to expect. The shitty part is I just went to a funeral last month (rip sergio) and the whole time I was there I couldn't even imagine what his FAMILY was going through. I've had a few close friends pass away, but no family that I was super close too. I honestly don't know if I'm going to be ready for this weekend. Man... I just seen that crazy whiteboy on Christmas... I'm going to miss you Marcus. Save me a spot up there.
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