Life.
I received a sad news a few days back.
I didn't know J personally, but he was in one of my class, and I 'know' him through mutual friends.
He was always the talk among us, like "J - posted in Soci101" or like, "Oh, J class part again". He was known to be that really smart guy who class-part alot, but not because he wanted to gain points. He was really smart.
I still remember he was playing the President against HY during IPPS class. Oh I really remember it.
J also came to my SPA class to present his RMSS project, about queer population in Singapore. Impressive.
He had a bright future. But all this is naught now. I first heard the news through my roommate, and I was so shocked that I hope it was just a sick joke played.
But it wasn't.
Once I read the email sent by the school, I immediately felt this pang in my stomach and I started to tear. This is NOT happening. I cannot imagine the pain his family and close friends have to go through. Yet here I am, a stranger to him, silently tearing about his absence.
Life is so fragile. Before I went to bed, I thanked God for my existence, and I pray I would wake up the next morning. Yes I did.
J, I am not sure of the legacy you passed to your friends, but I know you taught me to treasure and be thankful for each living day. I think that's the best you can pass on to another human being.
Rest In Peace.
