April 7th - 5.30 p.m. - "Min Huei, Andrew Yap passed away."
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2005 - Damansara Jaya Secondary School - I walk through the corridor wondering how my life as a secondary school student would end. I stare around, seeing people in the canteen eating and chatting away. I see groups studying for the big exam. I see groups sharing about their relationships with each other. I also see groups wondering around alone, living in their own world.
Then there was this one group.
They were the popular kids, the in-crowd.
But they weren't the stereotypical gang. They were genuinely attached to each other, knowing that they were going to be friends for life. And they treated anyone and everyone else with as much respect as possible.
Andrew was one of them.
Occasionally I would glance at them, and they would glance at me. And it ended there.
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April 7th - 3.00 p.m. - "Good morning class. As we are ending the semester, we have come to a very interesting final lecture about death and dying."
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April 2nd - 8.00 p.m. - Damansara Specialist Hospital - I see him lying on the bed in the ICU covered with bandages and tubes. I did not dare get closer in case I break down.
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There was something magical about DJ. Although we might be part of different cliques, we still accepted each other as family, as part of the DJ bloodline. Andrew was a special kid lucky to have experience true friendship. Many of his close friends flew thousands of miles back just to pray for him. And although I may not know him at all and I may not be the person most fit to cry for him, I know that deep down I mourned sorrowfully. I mourned because I knew there was this special boy who made me understand how valuable life and love is.
Andrew, thank you.
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