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Date Posted: 08:25:10 05/24/07 Thu
Author: vit (sad)
Subject: The condolences to a passing friend (edited)
In reply to: vit 's message, "The condolences to a passing friend" on 07:42:11 05/23/07 Wed

When we were young, he was the most brave among friends, it seemed that he would prepare to dare anything and afraid of nothing. Once in a day��s journey to Lion Rock Mountain we lost in the maze of rocks, with much bewilderment to know that we were trapped in wilderness amid the middle of Lion Rock Head, seeing no way could we get access down hill but a little hope to continue up, he was the first one to take a challenge, he did always. When he got to the summit, my following up feet were shivering in full motion, with a not too pale face, I hoped, that it even could not be sitting its body down for quite a while.

Certainly he was the first one to pick up girls in our days of puberty. Gosh! Me? I talked bull-shit (excuse me) all the time and acted like a yo-yo school boy, I mean a grade ten in the age of about 20. That was the reason I tried to sneak out with a girl whom he knew initially.

Phew, if she does like you, you go on. Edmund told me.
Of course, she would never like me, especially the way I talked.

Instead of that, we did talked heartily, how many nights, we talked this and that kind of funny stuffs, whatever subjects we could think of over in phone until dawn, if chances failed us to get together. We were both very chatty, but he was so humorous and to some certain extent, very positive.

It was until one night he sojourned in my tiny little room where we encountered incidentally a mouse. Did I almost scream I might not be able to recall, but, yes, we were both made an ass of ourselves. (Forgive my illicit hypothesis, dear friend.)

Those were the days, the famous old song reminds us. Life itself has only limited time; we have to look always forward, constant craving. When time finally comes to drift us apart with the magic hand of mortality, may I have your attention that I won��t be too far away from you. Where ever you may be in heaven or limbo, I will sure be with you because I don��t have any regret in this friendship between us, even if it would possibly dwindle with the acerbity of life cruel experiences. And if ever do I offend you for nine times, please keep in reminiscence ardently may there be one time have I been good to you.

Adieu, my friend, adieu.

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Re: The condolences to a passing friend (edited) -- vit, 12:01:41 05/25/07 Fri