Saturday, December 03, 2005
it's strange to have a mere name and face in the newpapers manifested in flesh and bone before your eyes.
granted, it wasn't him himself, but the fact that he was his twin brother is more than enough to blow one's mind. i've lost my handphone because of that meeting, but it's ok. what's a person's life compared to a stupid handphone?
it's just weird. and i'm super pissed now. i had it in the cab. but it wasn't on the ground outside my house. where the fuck is it??!! shiiiiiiiiit...........
but anyways, back on topic. i don't know the guy personally, but having friends who were friends of his, kind of gives him a different identity from being simply a 'heroin smuggler'. i don't know what it's like, facing deathlike that, but it can't have been easy.
right now, all i can offers is a 'rest in peace', as useless as that is. who goes beyond life into death, and looks beyond that? and of all those, who can actually see? nobody knows, but i hope that no matter what, it'll be a better place there.
**dream until you die**5:38 AM
