My Friend, David

He is tall, tanned, lanky and decked with high-tech gadgets and fancy sports shoes. He dresses himself in baggy and large clothings that make him look bigger in life. He rides a Super-4 that i can safely ride and sleep as a pillon rider even when i am drunk. We got drunk and danced together at a particular spot at Madam Wong every Sun, Mon and Tue for a couple of months. As much as we were like to have a bevy of girls with us sharing our bottle of Vodka, we were always alone without girls!

This post is a dedication to the one friend that i could turn to whenever i needed help. He is full of crap, speaks giberish and is extremely childish. Always being silly, acting cute and moody. But a very supportive friend. If anyone wants to write a biography of me, can always go to him as he has most of my deepest secrets. I feel so indebted to him at times. There are so many good times we had together throughout those 12 years.

He taught me the ropes for basketball, counter-strike, in-line skating and in-line skating hockey. During secondary school, we hung out almost everyday playing basketbal or hanging out. He was weird. I remembered me catching a movie lying on the floor at the front row of the cinema because he does not wish to strain his neck looking up on the screen. He was always trying to do something different from others.

We lost touch for some time during my polytechnic days as we were pre-occupied with our own personal lives. We reconciled during my army days and went out to play late at night. Heh. Those were the good fun times when we were both single and carefree. Those days are numbered as he is on his way to Australia for studies. He would only be back 4 years later. My heart dropped when he told me that he would have to go so soon. I was expecting him to leave after Chinese New Year.

My dear friend ... i wish you all the best in your studies! Do come back soon. I still own you a bottle!