Life’s too short for any regrets

Hello,

I gonna post a long emotional entry today, although I don’t know the guy personally, but I’ve got so much things to say. So close this if you do not wished to read the uber long entry.

Today, this schoolmate of mine got ran down by a SBS bus, and he didn’t make it through. Mrs Wong announced his death during the sudden assembly,  everyone was kinda affected by it in a way. Am I supposed to feel sad ? I guess so, because I am. Yes it’s kinda hypocritical to cry for someone you didn’t knew, but we all have feelings. So it’s a cry-or-not situation. The weather added on to it too, it was a rainyyyyyyy day.

Anyway, lessons after the assembly were cancelled (depending on the teacher), CCA were cancelled too and Prelims postponed to a later date. After school, I went to the Chapel with Liling & XueEe, writing him a note. It’s really weird to write to someone whom you didn’t knew, but it wasn’t weird writing to a schoolmate whom I guess, contributed quite alot to the school.

It’s very saddening that the same day of last year, he passed his chairman post to another guy, w/o knowing after one year, on the same day, it will be his death date. Thus, the anthenium(?) day from now on is also his death anniversary. Furthermore, he didn’t get a chance to fufill his ambitions, I saw his blog, he had so many wishes on his wishlist

I kinda got over it cause I didn’t know him at all, but when I saw his blog/friendster, I realised that his blog/msn/friendster won’t be ever signed in again, and it’s just left there on it’s own, w/o any notice. (i mean no one knows when he/she will die unless it’s commiting suicide) And I got depressed because of that, especially his blog, which his latest entry was ” BLOG WILL BE DEAD “, and it linked to ” Blogger dead too “

Hence, I wrote a comment in his friendster, ya it’s right that we all did it for people to see (in a way), cause he won’t be able to see it anyway.

Mrs Wong said something like this.. God is like a gardener, and we’re the seeds. We grow from a seed and then slowly to the blosom stage, and slowly wilts. That’s when we’ll end our life, and continue the rest of the journey with God. And God tends to pick the most beautiful flower in his garden first.

I find it very meaningful and true..

I’ve always been thinking when I’ll be dying and stuffs, and today, I came to a conclusion. It’s just like living your life everyday as if it’s the last day. But, it’s still not really possible in reality. And then I began to wonder how people would react if I was the one who died and when I’m dead.

It’s like me typing this post and not knowing that I’m dying tomorrow and you’ll never get to see me post again.

Today, the word Death keeps repeating in my mind. I guess everyone still held on to the hope that he’ve survived, at least, regardless in what state. (before announcement) But, he’ve died and thats it. It’s not the game you plays or the tv drama you watched, he’ll never be back. It’s sad to see a schoolmate of yours, a few steps away from the O’s which he’ve been studying hard for, dead. The death of his felt like a dream to me, and it’s always like ” nah he’s not dead, not so easy die one la “

It’s simply like reality slapping into your face straight, and telling you to wake up NOW.

and, i hate it.

(yes, emotional, because i’m a human.)

♥ Rest in peace.