Darren

have been thinking about him lately, and wonders how is he doing. Looking at the way he lost his dog, i would've gone out of my mind. Then i came to think of how we first saved silly, a cute strayed cat, i called him i found a kitten crying for a long time, we tried to feed it but she wont eat nor drink the milk. Darren kindly took it home even though he had two large dogs at home, chester and rocky. Rocky's the one who passed. He managed to fed silly, he said with a spoon and heated milk, then i was thinking, ' i'm such an idiot, of cos a mother's milk is warm, it is not refrigerated, like duh' then me and sally looked at each other and realise how stupid we were.

Silly didnt live for long, Darren woke up one morning and found that she was hardened and dead, his sister got very upset over it. I also remember there was once when i was feeling extremely done, i walked over to his house during midnight, and sat at the bus stop opposite his house, it was dark, filled with mosquitoes, but there were a few stars, blinking, i called darren and he rushed out immediately, and he held me in his arms, and we both just stared at the sky for sometime. Until i couldn't tolerate with the mosquitoes further.


Sleeping on his bed with his bolster, was heaven, the airconditioner would always be on, the room would always be tidy and clean, unlike mine. We'd watch anime's and series together. He would smell the bed and the pillow after that, and tell me that it smells just like me, as if i was there. His parents were lovely, his father cared a lot for him, and so does his mother. His father is very responsible tho, even tho sometimes he can be a bit angry.

So much about him that i missed out, even though we lost contact, (more like he refuse to talk to me) just wished that one day, we would be able to talk normally again, like we're closed friends, afterall, we've known each other very well. Even up until today.