A new chapter is beginning...

i just returned from chalet at st john's island

im going to his wake later...


i remember the first time i knew him was at sec 1 ge camp, and we got off really well, talking about soccer and stuff like that. then we sort of drifted apart after that and slowly became like hi-bye friends... before this year we started talking a little more again and started becoming closer. then this happened.

why did this happen? im still in shock 2 days. today his photo came out in the obituaries. i never expected something like this would happen. i guess the obituary was sort of like a realisation that hey hes gone and i wont ever see him again, wont ever talk to him again.

he was a good friend to me. and i regret not committing myself more into this friendship. all the what-ifs are flying through my head... what if i had just talked to him more, what if i had hung out with him more, what if what if...

but i guess life is just like that. so short, so sudden, so unexpected. but we have to move on. we have to move on and focus on the petty little problems in our lives again. yet something i know i will do, which is to forever have him in my memory, to never let him die in this sense, as a lasting tribute to what he has done.

au revoir, my friend, and may you rest in peace.