on Nov 7th, 2007Words, Life and Death.
It feels a little annoying, a little funny, and a little amused… to find out that there are people out there talking about me. It’s as if a topic called “Priss” was created, all about me.
Well, there was a time that I was very much affected by what others have to say about me… but I guess… as you grow older and experience more in life… you’ll realise how meaningless it is to be bothered about words from random people.
It’s only when you realise how fragile life is, and how strong it can be at the same time… that you learn to appreciate yourself and the people around you more. When you’re a teenager, you just take everyone and everything for granted.
I’ve had an ex-classmate that passed away a few years back. She was a friendly girl, played tennis, the only child. At her funeral, it seemed so surreal. Even looking at her body laying in the coffin… it seems.. like… it’s just not real. Even as I’m writing this blog post now, my eyes are teary…
Another of my senior, Miss Singapore finalist, undergraduate student, very pretty and kind girl.. I’ve spoken to her a few times when we were still in school. She just passed away a few months ago. It’s not real, is it?
Is this for real? These people that have left memories in my life, and they just disappeared, just like that.
My dear friends reading this blog post, I might be gone tomorrow, someone you know might be gone tomorrow, someone we love might just disappear tomorrow, <span style=”font-weight: bold;”>someone we don’t know will definitely be gone tomorrow.</span> Maybe when you put things into perspective, you’ll realise that words from random people don’t matter at all.
There are <a href=”http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_suicide_rate”>approximately 1 in 10,000 people a year in Singapore that commits suicide</a>. If only these people could learn to appreciate life a little more… Esther, Edwina, Miss Goh and many others, they did not have a choice… but the rest of us still do.
Hah, I’m sounding all preachy today. I guess by blogging, I sort out some of my very disturbing thoughts as well. It’s probably due to my paranoid ego reacting to my 3rd day of fever (I keep thinking I might have dengue). Well, if I’m dead soon…. and if this is my last blog post… all you need to know is that I’ve lead a happy and fulfilling life and <span style=”font-size:78%;”><span style=”font-style: italic;”> know that I didn’t die a hungry ghost *teehee*</span></span>
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