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| January 13, 1991 - January 4, 2009 |
Up until now, I still
couldn’t believe what happened, it’s like I was thinking that somehow sometime next
week or next month I could still see him, that we could probably bump into
somewhere, then we’ll have a little chitchat or kamustahan. Unfortunately,
I have to realize there’s no way that it could be possible, because he’s gone.
I remember it was in
the middle of the night, past 9pm I guess, when I received a message from my best
friend, I almost overlooked it, Because I thought it was just a quote, so I was
literally just browsing through the text until I kind of read his name on the
latter part, that’s when I read the message all over again and realized that
the text was actually about his demised. I don’t even know what or how to
react, I even thought for a while if was it some kind of a joke, probably because
I am in the stage of denial, even though I know no one would pull up a joke for
something like that.
For some people he was
known for being mean and being such a bad ass, I mean being bully, hehe! proof
of that probably is we; his friends even calls him “Big Boss”. But just like
most of us, there’s always more about someone that meets the eye. While he
might probably seem to be scary on the outside, he still has a soft heart on
the inside, most especially towards his friends. He’s the kind of guy, who frantically
speaks what’s on his mind, and seem like he doesn’t care about the feelings of
other people, but I guess it’s just this wall that he build around him because
he doesn’t want to be hurt. But one thing I can assure when it comes to his
friends, he’s always ready to fight.
I guess it also takes
one to understand one, so when he feels that you understand him, then that’s
when he would trust you as his friends as well. That’s what I thought, because
the moment that I was able to understand him, why he does what he does, why he
speaks the ways speaks that’s when he welcomed me being friends with him as
well. Funny, because I was really happy when that happened considering how
unpretty when we first met. And now I feel more grateful that we became friends,
I’m glad I got to know this side of him, because at least there is something really
nice that I could remember about him, that I could really say I was writing
this not only because he died, so I could say something good about him but I
really write because that’s what exactly I feel and that’s what he really deserved.
