numbing

too young. 19 is too young. i am 19 and i too think 19 is young.

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but death comes. promised to every living thing - never slowed, nor fasten. you can be 19 or you can be 90. you will die.


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he was sitting next to me. his phone rang once, surprised the entire class for we were sitting for our last paper. we laughed. but i don't remember i heard his. a smile maybe, but hardly a laugh. now that i think about it, i should've tried to bring the laugh out of him.

i remembered some time from our last sem when we were thrown together and i got to ask him all these personal questions. he was a brilliant science student back in school. so i asked him the most obvious question:

"why didn't your pursue in science?"

after a lengthy pause, he said:

"i want to become a teacher." simple. with his usual innocent-like smile.

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i said to some of my classmates the other day:
"if he ever converts, dibs."


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he was an accomplish speaker, a punctual by nature. material of a leader. (forever in envy with him about that)

i'm usually not punctual, even when i want to. so me and him, i never resolved that. never told him i'm sorry for all the trouble my less-than-punctual nature ever caused him. that's the closest i ever got to him. the closest it will ever be.



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they were my classmates. Phuah Joseph and Iniyan Meganathan. 10/03/2011-R.I.P.

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