Two days ago, this happened.
We were but mere strangers who occasionally bump onto each other around the ADP classroom corridors, but judging by the amount of people who expressed their unrequited friendship with you virtually on every social networking site I know, I am pretty sure that when you were still in this pitiful world called Earth, you were a bright spot in their lives.
I am not writing this as a friend or any of those poor bastards that you call friends who seek attention on Facebook, publicly announcing your death over and over again while gloating over the fact that they had a friend who passed away in a car accident as they discuss this incident on the very corridor you used to pass by, occasionally taking out a tissue paper, crying, exchanging hugs, more crying and then going out to get overpriced sandwiches in the form of Subway, laughing and joking over the latest cat video they found on the Internet. No. I am writing this as a stranger.
A stranger that you probably did not know existed.
Life after death is a journey itself and I hope that with all these 'wishes' from your friends and acquaintances from ADP, your new journey will be a much sweeter melody than the screeching of brakes from the interior of an out-of-control Perodua Myvi.
Take care, stranger. Your presence in my life will not be missed.
