19 August 2006
BYE BYE LOKEY
When he walked into the glass door that separated the travellers from the ones who couldn't and had to stay, I could only stay till the very end, just to wave along with the rest of the many people.
And as I walked out alone to my car, parked on the outside of the terminal, I couldn't help but feel a part of me has taken this early morning flight and flown away to a place that is far away.
Everybody would remember him this way:
His signature look that is almost always painful, or in suffering.
And of course, his long lashes.
His influence on those around him. Everyone in the picture now owns at least an iPod, and an expensive earphone. Indeed, we will miss his 'audiophilic' commentary and Steve Jobs shrine.
And his singing voice, that is halfway between Mariah Carey and Stefanie Sun, depending, of course, on the language.
I never started to get really close to him until the end of our army career, probably when we were in Taipei.
But I am already starting to miss this boy who is as crazy as me.
A photo in Taipei:
A photo that would have to last for, at least, a year:
D woke up at 8/19/2006 06:10:00 AM [comment]
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