This post is dedicated to my best bro, Chan Jian Ang.
It's been two years now. You left this world on the 28th of September 2008. I still can't believe you're gone sometimes. You're still in my prayers, bro. Even though I don't think you need them anymore. I'm very sure you're up there already. What can I say? You're just a very good person.
Anyways,I keep thinking of you this past weeks. About what we used to do and about every single thing I remembered about you. There's just so many. I really think that you could have gone far in life and accomplish everything that you've ever wanted to.
There's so much I can write about you, but it'll just be a repeat of what I wrote in my past blog, which a certain someone deleted without my permission. That person will have her retribution one day. But I don't care about that now. Because, this day is all about remembering you, bro. Nothing else matters. Instead of grieving about your loss, I'll see things in a positive manner. Like how I got the chance to be friends with someone like you. And appreciate everything that you've taught me about, directly and indirectly. Thanks bro. Still living my life for you. Rest In Peace, my brother.
-Last Year's Post-
Jian Ang was the most cheerful person you’ll ever meet. I knew him since kindergarten, he was the mischievous one. Always running here and there during break time. I wasn’t so close to him during this time. But as soon as we were in primary school, we started being friends. Because both of us were the naughty ones. We had a communication problem, I spoke english and he spoke mandarin, but we got along well still. When it comes to having fun, you don’t need communication. We were pulling pranks together, playing tag together, and playing the oh-so-famous ‘sepak kaki’. I remembered during primary 6, you had this major crush on a girl, and instead of the conventional love letter or presents, you wanted to gave the girl a set of Dragonball stickers. I laughed at you and in the end, I never knew wether you did gave it to her. You always had the funniest jokes. You made jokes even when you didn’t even realise it. There was this once when the BM teacher asked us to write down what we wanted to do or invent when we grow up. You said the funniest thing. “saya nak bina kereta yang besar! Yang ada senjata! Yang ada kelajuan yang tinggi, 10km per jam!”. When we were in secondary school, we were still friends and we both still had enough jokes to make everyone laugh. I always poked fun at you but you never took it to heart. You’re one of the very few people I know that never takes anything to personally. If it was a joke, it was a joke. We always went out to movies together. And then we would walk all the way to parkson just to walk around and just hang out. I enjoyed every single moment I had with you. But as time passed, we weren’t so close as we were. You had your own friends, I had mine. But I guess good friends do stick together no matter what. It was in form 4, you just had your hair straightened and we went out for a movie. I remembered you being vain the whole day. You kept stroking ur hair and kept running ur fingers thru it. We all laughed at you, and you laughed along as well. After the movie, some other friends decided to head to the computer centre for a round of games, so I followed. You showed me how to play all those games there. I wasn’t very into all those games, but heck. It was fun. You were very into basketball at that time and did dragged me along for a few games. Everytime I missed a shot, everyone laughed but instead, you showed me what I was doing wrong and taught me the right way to do it. Thanks to you, I scored a few times, because you kept passing the ball to me so I wouldn’t feel left out. You had a girlfriend during form 5 and you were all lovey dovey, but there I was, always around to tease you. You never got angry or annoyed. You would always laugh along. But when the girl left you, you were very sad and I heard from someone that you did cried. I did talked to you about it, you told me everything. Cheering you up was easy. A few jokes were enough to get you happy again. But after a while, you did complained to me about something else. I was so angry about it, and asked for your permission to beat up a certain someone. You told me not to. You never wanted to solve anything violently, anyone who offended you, would be forgiven in an instance. This is something you taught me. To always forgive. After the spm exam, we always hanged out. Wether it was for movies or anything else. But when the exam results camed out. We were both really disappointed with our results. But it never really got us down for too long. After a session of limteh, we were both ok. But the next day, you told me you’ll be leaving for KL very soon. All I could think of was “damn”. I thought we could hang out longer. But we never lost contact. Whenever you saw me online, you would always greet me and told me about your life in kl. Before you got your computer, you would always hang out at cyber cafes just to go online. And there was this once, u turned on the webcam and show me a girl sitting beside you. You asked me to look at how ugly she is. I had a good laugh whenever I chatted with you. You were so hardworking, you took jobs here and there to pay for your expenses, I wish I am at least a quarter of how hardworking you are. You came back to Sibu every chance you had, we always hang out and had much fun. Always doing stupid stuff like singing loudly in Kee Seng’s car while standing with our heads poking out the sunroof. There’s so much more things I remember about you. And I realise now, there’s not a single bad memory I have about you. They’re all good and fun memories. I guess that’s how it is when one spends time with you. There will only be good times. Never bad.
on the 28th September 2008, I lost not only a friend. I lost you. A brother to me. How I wish it was me, instead of you. You have so much more to offer to this world, you had so much more things you wanted and could do in this life. Trust me, if I could, I’d trade in my life for yours…
Chan Jian Ang, It could’ve been anyone of us that night….
I’m sorry it was you… I wish it was me instead of you.
So, I’ll live my life for you. I’ll always keep your memory with me. I’ll keep the things you taught me. I’ll always be grateful that I met someone like you. We’ll always be brothers, not by blood, but by a strong friendship.
Thanks for all the things you’ve done for us all. Thanks for giving us the chance to know you. Thanks for being such a good friend to everyone. Thanks for everything,bro..
I know you’re up there looking down on us all, and still watching out for us.
Rest in peace, Chan.. It’s already a year, and heck, we all miss you badly..
If anyone is reading, do keep him in you prayers.
