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Friday, June 29, 2007

lost someone dear to me....
Not feeling well today, my head feels like ton and my eyes hurt. Maybe it’s because of the shock I got 2 days ago. A dear friend of mine passed away in a bike accident 2 nights ago. He was very close me. I love his bike but never really rode on it. On the morning of Thursday 26 June this year I received a call from my former teacher informing me that my friend died. It came to me as a shock. He was a smart and quite. He didn’t really like to talk much with girls. So I guess I can say that I was one of the luck ones who knew him and became close friends. He was also known as the most careful rider. He never got a ticket for speeding or such. He was a clear spreadsheet. It never came into my mind that he would get in an accident. He died on the spot due to internal bleeding. He was one of the closest friend, I’ve ever had who’s a guy. He never disrespected me in anyway. We also went lunch together whenever we could. We always asked me if I wanted a ride home but I told him no. due to certain reasons. He understood. But when I found out that he died. I just broke down. I just couldn’t believe it. He was so young. He’s only 21. He will be missed by all. Especially me. I’m really going to miss talking to him on msn every night. We would talk about our lives in school and work. And I would complain to him about my other friends and school. Well there’s no use crying anymore. It’s not like crying would bring him back right.

Anyway I want to say sorry to someone about the way I behave the other night. I was really upset about my friends’ death and he was trying to keep my mind off it. But I just couldn’t. I’m sorry….

~ { 6:57 AM }
reflections of you and me;