parting is such sweet sorrow

yesterday i learned of 3 girls who has passed on.
2 were fellow faculty mates, the other was 许玮伦.

i don't know any of them personally, but learning of someone's departure is never a happy thing. in fact, i felt really sad for all 3 of them, especially the 2 who died in their hospital beds a few days after meeting with a terrible traffic accident. the battle with death must have taken such a toll on them that they were forced to give up so quickly.

玮伦 the sunny girl

of the 3 girls, i think i know 玮伦 the most. the news of her departure still reverberate shockwaves in me and i find it very hard to swallow the fact that she's really gone. i had always thought well of this lass and was expecting to watch her new drama, but it seems like her fans and i would not get this chance. it really is very unfortunate. but i think the reason why i feel so much for her death is that i find it such a pity for a nice and pretty, young girl with so much potential in the entertainment industry to pass away so suddenly, and in such a heart-wrenching manner. and also perhaps, hearing the news report saying how much 玮伦 was looking forward to marriage some time soon made me feel worse.

so i guess moments like this one will never happen for her. :(

things like this makes you think that fate can be so cruel and that life can be so unpredictable and ephemeral. we ought to treasure each day and cherish the ones around us while we can.

death can mean so many different things to everyone, but parting is hardly ever sweet.
my condolences to the love ones of the departed.

玮伦,

I know you're in some place better now. I won't forget you.

你那天使般的笑容会永远记在我心里.

玮伦 the elegant lady

玮伦 the bubbly girl

one of the last pictures of 玮伦.. 玮伦 forever.. you're dearly missed.

D-DAY + 3

and (unbelievably) still counting...

first-day-of-school syndrome

i seriously dread this day man.

i have always dreaded the first day of school ever since nursery/kindergarten. i still vaguely remember how reluctant i was to get out of bed, and had to practically drag myself to put on my uniform and head for school. it was worse when i had to let go of the warm, reassuring grip of my mum and watch dad's strong, comforting presence fade out into the distance as i waved them goodbye. i guess im someone who does not like to leave my comfort zone. equilibrium position is always nice.

but sometimes i wish im not such a squirm - that i would embrace the unknown and unfamiliar in a better, more positive way; let go of my "emotional-safety crutches" and learn to walk and run and fly on my own. the idea that a new day brings a new challenge sounds exciting yet very glossed up. i guess i don't have enough guts yet and i still like being sheltered very much.

they say that the first step is always the hardest. then whatever follows will be easier. im already looking forward to step 2, 3, 4...