It's been two months already.

I still remember so clearly.

12am.

And then the day I finally saw you.

And the message I received from Aly, her telling me that you had wished me all the best in Singapore as I was sitting there, at your funeral.

I miss the times when you JUST had to stick your foot in while being my 'relationship counselor' o_O and embarrassing the hell out of me, haha.

I also miss the times when you non-stop asked me how to improve your English and lectured me on how, as a friend, I'm supposed 'correct your work and rewrite it if possible'.

I'd gladly help you rewrite a thousand essays all over again, old friend.

All the old photos when Arts class was together.

It strikes a hard, melancholy chord deep down in my hypothalamus. No, not my heart, cuz the hypothalamus controls our feelings *poor attempt at sarcasm*

Oh, and for the record, I still have that 4 USB hub ports you've given to me XDD Eventhough it's spoiled now O_O

I'm going to do as you've told me too.

"Try your best at everything and don't give up."

Thanks, Aaron. God bless.