I remember having a very good friend in the olden days when I was in primary school. Surprisingly, it was a guy, a boy. We were good friends, or at least what I recalled. I forgot his name though, can't really remember. But one day, I realised his absence. He died. I forgotten what caused it but yeah, just like that, snap, he's gone. I was speechless, quite uncertain about this but I think I teared. I could recollect his features but not the whole face. I guess I'd know 'it is him' when I see him though. I wasn't as fortunate then, no cameras, no nothing hence, no pictures for souvenirs. In this case, no reminisce - only memories.
I got a recent news of a secondary school mate. I know about her but I don't think she knows me. Well, at least by name I guess. We have tons of mutual friends though. I don't think we ever talked, or did we say 'hi'? We greeted smiles at least. Anyhow, she was gone - just last week. How unbelievable huh. I used to read her journal which, filled with feelings and about daily life but I've never ever thought this. I felt grief andutter shock-ness but I was curious and puzzled at the same time. Wondering why with all the memories of her in my mind when I was told. I don't know her personally, but it felt like, I've known her.
Take care, my friends.
So I've just watch No Strings Attached, finally. It's crazy cause the show just resemblance of us but a different ending. It's insane, you were in my mind all the time, placing us in the scenario and all. Honestly, I had the urge to do the same as what Emma did know. Sometimes, I wish I could tell you.
Imissu.