..A World of Nonsense..

You were the closest NSF buddy I had back when we were in training camp. I even call you Tweety because of your wider head ratio of your upper head.

I used to take your bike to home and to work - before I had a car. We're almost gone the 2 times where you almost skid when your chain suddenly drop loose on a bend, and the car that E-braked right in front of you.

I used to mock at your funny tattoo called “人心难测" and how it was so irrelevant to the Guan Yin that is standing on a dragon.

You missing front teeth that I always said its like a missing tile from your hand in a game of mahjong and called you "小相公" because of that.

And I remembered the heart to heart talks on how you should take it easier on whichever relationships that's gonna come to you, and my never-ever successful pursues. The 2.4km training runs where we talk and kick each other throughout the run and still achieve passing timing.

I visited you in hospital as soon as I could back from sailing when you flew meters away from your bike accident and saw the hole and the 20 plus stitches on your head. I'd told you I never want to eat the curry chicken available on your funeral.

I was almost in a state of shock and disbelief when a common friend of ours called me in the morning at 8a.m yesterday, the reception was weak at Tuas and I thought that guy was mumbling about someone owing him $50. And to receive a call about your death is utmost unacceptable for me at the moment -

That you jumped from your girlfriend's block 10th floor after a drinking session the previous night. This feeling is different from some friend's friend's cousin's brother death story I've heard due to whatever reason. You are a friend. I'd never expected you'd do such a thing..

Is it the alcohol effect that boost your courage and the quarrel with your girlfriend?
Are you depressed?

It's sad that you died a death not worthy..
It's sad that you were cremated without having a funeral.. because of chinese tradition I heard.

The most sad thing is our last conversation is not a happy one. I called you and screwed you for borrowing money from us to bars and pubs, when I've told you we only lend you for financial needs - and this conversation is half a year ago.

We shall be friends again if there's a next life. Rest in peace.

Chongz stepped on your garbage at 7:42 PM