She

She was such a lovely girl, a girl who was pretty on the outside and also on the inside.

She was a person with a mind of her own.
And rightfully so, because she was such a brilliant girl, it would be a pity not to use her good brains.

She knew what to do all the time; she knew what she was doing.
We always know that if we listen to her, we will never go too far wrong. She would have thought of all the things we probably will never think of and her decisions were always done after careful thought.

She was one with high expectations of herself. A person of her calibre should.
She sets goals for herself. And we all know, she can achieve them.
She had beautiful dreams of the future. She wanted to do medicine, she will marry her pilot boyfriend and the two of them will migrate to Australia. She was considering teaching too. Maybe not in university but in junior college.
She wasn't quite sure which road she wants to take, but I knew she will succeed regardless of which path she decides to take.

She liked people and she never hesitates to show her love for people.
She showers us with presents. She said she likes to shop for other people.
She gave me a pair of earrings on Valentines' Day.
She didn't say much about it; she simply passed them to me.
But I knew it was her way of showing friendship to me.
She was shy about showing her emotions, but I felt her love.

She loved us. She was always so protective of us, her friends.
She was our protector, against the lousy lecturers and also against the harm from other people. Just this semester, we have a lecturer who went overtime every lecture. However, she and I have another lecture (Econs) to catch after that. She S/Ued the Econs module (pass/fail option) and was not graded for it. But I was taking Econs too. And I am being graded for it. She stood up to the lecturer to ask him to end the lecture because the regulations indicated that all lectures should end 15 min before the next hour to allow us time to go for the lecture. It really didn’t matter to her that she missed the lecture. At that moment, I thought she was standing up against him because she wasn’t happy with how he was going over time. I think she probably did do it partly because of that. But I just found out that it appeared pretty obvious to the rest of the girls that she probably did it for me. She didn’t want me to endure in silence and have to stay back to attend a later lecture class in the evening.

She shares, always willing to teach and always willing to give.
She never asked for anything thing in return; she simply gave.
Some people are smart but they were selfish with their knowledge,
but she was so intelligent and yet so willing to help others who are not as good. We simply needed to ask and she will give more then what we expected.
The fact that she had made all the knowledge her own, her teaching was always very enlightening and very beneficial. Last semester, she offered her Biomechanics tutorial to me without me asking. She knew I didn’t manage to get down to doing them. So she photocopied her own and gave them to me. I referred to it so much over the course of preparing for the examination.

She’s always able to find the best things of people. She asked me how I kept my hair straight. She said hers always get a curl after sleeping on them. She was never stingy with her compliments. I keep my admirations to other people to myself.

She loved her family, she hopes her good looking brothers all grows up to be bishies (cute pretty boys). She was very proud of them because they are all so outstanding. She knew she was well-respected by them too.
She loved her mother and always wondered how she managed to keep so slim and pretty despite giving birth to 5 children. Her mother was her role model.
She respected her father and seeks advices from him. She treated him as her consultant and always looks for him for words of wisdom.

I always complained to her about things my sister did to me and also the things I did with my sister. She always listened with interest and commented about how she would love a sister herself: Someone to go shopping with, someone to doll-up with.

She was a very strong person, but there was a very girly side of her too. She loved soft-toys, especially those of the line NICI. She sleeps with them and she names them. They were her meh mehs (sheeps basically). She has a whole collection of them. It is incomprehensible to me. But it was very cute. She loved to hug and she loved to lean on my shoulders. She said it’s soft and comfy.

She loved heels. Platforms to be exact. She looked really good in heels, and her legs so white, the rest of us were actually secretly admiring them. She was pretty, had perfect skin. In addition to that, she knew how to dress up. She went to professionals for her hair and eyebrows. She couldn’t stand cheap earrings. She said they look common and cheap. She liked things with style and good quality.

She liked to shop at esprit. I like it too. She always offered her discount card and vouchers. I didn’t accept them because my mother has the card too. But the gesture was appreciated.

She liked Kenzo perfume. The stuff toys that we got for our friends going overseas had the smell of her perfume on them. But her perfume was not overpowering. It was just the right amount and very comfortable.

She loved to paint her toe nails. But she never paints her fingernails. She said the nail polish on the nails never lasted. She loved to use black nail polish on her toes. They stand out against her fair skin.

She liked to use “oha” as a greeting. It’s a short form for ohaiyou that means good morning or hello in Japanese. We loved her way of saying “omedetou” (Congratulations in Japanese). It sounded a little sarcastic, we used it pretty often, but she’s the only one who can give the perfect tone to it.

She had beautiful handwriting and is meticulously neat. She told me another friend was saying how our handwritings look alike. But both of us agreed that the only similarity was that our writing looks “artistic”.

She got 93 for the last maths test. The rest of us always hoped that we hav just 1/2 her brains. That will really help alot~ She was truly the best amongst us. Beauty and brains. She's definately not the "bimbo" she always jokingly claims she is. She knew she's good too.

She was always happy to hear me fangirl about my idols. When I started liking WuChun recently, she declared that it was a seven years itch. After liking Kimura Takuya for seven years, I start to look for a new boy. I argued that I still love Kimura Takuya. She believed me, but that didn’t quite stop her regarding the seven year itch thing.

I am a SMAP fan, she on the other hand, loved the kohais (the younger boys of Johnny’s Entertainment). She liked boys white and pretty. But they have to have their clothes on. Scrawny bodies pains her. She said it’s because her brothers have wonderful bodies, so she has high expectations.

She really liked the red prawn candy I brought during CNY. I gave her one during lecture one day, and she liked it. So I gave her what I had that day. I wanted to get her a packet after that. But I never found the sweet again… they don’t sell anymore after CNY. I had wanted to get her a pair of butterfly earrings too. I somehow never found the occasion to get her one pair. I wish I didn’t wait for a chance to get her anything.

She’s a person I admire. She was very outspoken. She’s the only one amongst us who can go up to the lecturers (or anyone in fact) and tell them in their faces that she feels what they’re doing is wrong. The rest of us will be afraid to tell a superior his mistakes in fear that the superior will do anything to put us down. But she was fearless, she knew that she was right and she’s confident enough to put her points across to them. Some times we wonder if the lecturers were scared of her. I wish I have her courage and her convictions.

She had decided to take her life in her own hands. She had decided to end it her own way. I don't understand it. But I know she must have thought over it. It is her decision. Much as it pains me, much as I wish I can talk her out of it, it is her decision. I will accept it and respect it.

She's gone, but our memories will last a long time. She was my company over the last few months of her life. She brought me alot of comfort and gave me alot of love. I love her too. I hope I can do more for her, there are so many things we wanted to do together, we wanted to go on holiday together, we were planning to stay in hostel together, and we wanted to do special term together. She was my comfort when I was lonely.

Dear, thank you for being such a lovely friend. I will remember you forever. I know you are in good hands now, enjoy yourself and we will all meet again soon.

31 March 2007
First written at 3:17PM
Last edited at 3 April 1:15PM