In Sweet Memory of a Friend

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.