It is not a good start of the year and perhaps it ended really badly last year.
The departure of Kenny was quite a piece of shocking news since he had been a very healthy and energetic. I thought his career was promising. I did not ask around but it seemed to be that he started off with persistent bad cough.
The recent news of Mingen meeting an accident in Thailand proves to me once again how fragile life can be. Initially I thought it was because of his reckless driving but he was actually knocked down by a lorry while walking alone on the pavement in the night. He has survived but on the other hand, he has lost his left eye. I did not usually talk a lot to him but we used to play volleyball and go out together in the past. It was hurtful to watch a loud guy landing in such situation.
Among my FYP team of UOW, we had been mentioning about Jeremy, our lost team-mate, almost every time we contacted each other. He was a very friendly and outgoing guy and our team consisted of friendly guys, and thus we had no clue why he disappeared out of a sudden when things were going smoothly. I organised a meet-up recently more than a year after Jeremy’s sudden disappearance, which was a few days before the FYP submission and presentation. Soon Siong was telling me that he had added someone by the name of Jeremy in Facebook and the person seemed to have updated his account recently. After that night, I went to check the account and realised someone had used his account to post pictures of his tombstone. It was almost half a year after the FYP, he had left us.
I am not sure why I have been making my own life so difficult. I never know how much lifespan I have but I am sure that I need money to survive in order to achieve some of my goals. If I were born in a silver spoon, you would see the improvement in charities clearly.
I took long time to live the “our services” page in my tuition agency website as I tried to add my friends’ services inside.
I went to bed at 8am and ended up playing with Lucky like the day before. He gave me the same mess again and I went to sleep at 10am eventually.
After waking up at around 4pm, I read Hoay Min’s SMS about Kenny Chong’s death. I had a few interacts with him during my national service day and he was a good worker. Most of all, he treated me well.
I kept myself busy with updating the tuition agency in Singapore page and I also chatted with Mike through MSN.
Lunar seventh month has arrived again, reminding me of my dad. Eleven years ago, he died due to lung cancer, which was caused by smoking.
Yet today, I can still see youngsters trying to throw their lives away, at the same time, causing inconvenience to others. They are short-sighted and cannot visualise the future; they rather merry their lives away to suffer years later.
Reality brings too much disappointment and the emotional ones would continue to suffer.
