We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Monday, November 26, 2007
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You know, I don't read the newspapers often. It just so happened that I was on the way home from library that day and my mother called to get me to buy wanbao, that's the Chinese evening newspapers that is 30% false all the time. And then I saw this headlines news on some dragonboat capsizing somewhere in Cambodia and some 5 Singaporeans went missing and then I saw Mr Stephen Loh, my NJ PE teacher's photo there.
So, if you haven't already heard, the authorities found all 5 bodies yesterday. My teacher was the first.
He's one of the few people whose faces I can remember by heart. He has a really charming smile. And just 10 days ago, I last saw him at YLTC (all PE teachers were there). He planned the station games which we had fun for. And the last time I talked to him was on day one of YLTC where during icebreakers, he made my group sit in a circle with him and we talked about our CCA problems. And it seemed like he really listened when I say my team is not bonded.
But then he didn't have enough time to finish what he wanted to say because somebody blew the whistle and it was time to rotate the stations and so we had to move on. If we had known, we might have given him all the time in the world. Instead of moving on.
Now it's a few days since he passed away and it already seem like the world has moved on. Or maybe nothing even stopped for a moment to grieve. Even when someone we know fell into death's cold embrace, our clocks never stopped ticking. And perhaps for those who knew him a little better, or loved him, will cry. But everyone moves on eventually.
That wasn't what I wanted to say actually. I don't know why it comes out sounding depressing. I just wanted to say, he's a really nice guy and that I'll miss him like many others will. And that I really like his smile. :)
Death is such a morbid subject. It gets people sad naturally.
May his soul rest in peace. :)
9:33:00 PM because I say so
So, if you haven't already heard, the authorities found all 5 bodies yesterday. My teacher was the first.
He's one of the few people whose faces I can remember by heart. He has a really charming smile. And just 10 days ago, I last saw him at YLTC (all PE teachers were there). He planned the station games which we had fun for. And the last time I talked to him was on day one of YLTC where during icebreakers, he made my group sit in a circle with him and we talked about our CCA problems. And it seemed like he really listened when I say my team is not bonded.
But then he didn't have enough time to finish what he wanted to say because somebody blew the whistle and it was time to rotate the stations and so we had to move on. If we had known, we might have given him all the time in the world. Instead of moving on.
Now it's a few days since he passed away and it already seem like the world has moved on. Or maybe nothing even stopped for a moment to grieve. Even when someone we know fell into death's cold embrace, our clocks never stopped ticking. And perhaps for those who knew him a little better, or loved him, will cry. But everyone moves on eventually.
That wasn't what I wanted to say actually. I don't know why it comes out sounding depressing. I just wanted to say, he's a really nice guy and that I'll miss him like many others will. And that I really like his smile. :)
Death is such a morbid subject. It gets people sad naturally.
May his soul rest in peace. :)
9:33:00 PM because I say so