100 years by Five for Fighting
the song that i've been replaying over and over again on my windows media player...
it makes me wonder what i'll be doing for the rest of my life. what will i be thinking when i'm 65 and i look back on my life. would i do so with a nod of approval and a smile, or a tinge of regret and a teardrop of lament?
was reading 'In the Eye of the Storm' by max lucado today, and there was a line that stood out among the rest - "Make major decisions in a cemetery"
it struck me as kind of funny, cemeteries are not places you normally go to think. but then again, why not? shouldn't we live with the end in mind? according to the way we want to be remembered?
received news today of a friend's friend who passed away overseas. i've met and talked to this guy before, so it was pretty surprising for me. isn't it funny how people our age don't really think about death? then when it hits close to home, everyone's in shock and disbelief. it happened to me about 6 mths ago. he wasn't a very close friend but i was pretty fond of him. up till now, his memory still pops up at times. and i still haven't brought myself to delete his hp number from my add book...
it makes me wonder what i'll be doing for the rest of my life. what will i be thinking when i'm 65 and i look back on my life. would i do so with a nod of approval and a smile, or a tinge of regret and a teardrop of lament?
was reading 'In the Eye of the Storm' by max lucado today, and there was a line that stood out among the rest - "Make major decisions in a cemetery"
it struck me as kind of funny, cemeteries are not places you normally go to think. but then again, why not? shouldn't we live with the end in mind? according to the way we want to be remembered?
received news today of a friend's friend who passed away overseas. i've met and talked to this guy before, so it was pretty surprising for me. isn't it funny how people our age don't really think about death? then when it hits close to home, everyone's in shock and disbelief. it happened to me about 6 mths ago. he wasn't a very close friend but i was pretty fond of him. up till now, his memory still pops up at times. and i still haven't brought myself to delete his hp number from my add book...
posted by J at 9:10 PM
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Julius was a nice guy and friend, he didn't deserve this.
I wanted to send him these sms half a year ago, can't remember if i did, but it doesn't matter, we did meet up with him when he came back to Singapore in August.
Still have the draft sms-es in the outbox:
"Hey.. it's ME. Ya fellow sting fan. an incident 2day reminded me of d gd old ns days. Saw d bugger steven, n recalled how our detective efforts went to waste"
"Hey Julius, how you doing man. Saw Steven the small time crook today and was reminded of that incident. When we almost caught him during the surprise book out"
"Surprise book out check ordered by capt jeremy until the bugger liew let us all off without checking. Can never forget the scene where he super sia lan walking"
Oddly enough, somehow when i cleared my hp messages the last time, i didn't delete these. I guess it's the only reminesence i'd have of him, besides the fond memories shared in the scout platoon.
Julius is quite a smart guy. He was studying computing in a quite prestigious uni in USA. Maybe he's so smart that the FBI wanted him to work for some classfied organisation or something that they had to fake his death. I sure hope it's that case.
Either way, he's be greatly missed.
yeah... he was practically ur best friend during ur first year. i still rem his 'honey, come to bed' comment. hmm... but there's nothing to do but accept it and move on...
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