On Wednesday morning at 4.05 am, Jia Wei passed away because of a motorcycle accident. When I heard about that at first I was like "No, shit?". Upon realizing that he was indeed gone, I shivered. He was gone? I just talked to him a month before and it sucked that the last words I said to him were "JW, can you pay me back?".

I can't help but kick myself over what I've said. It got me thinking about how I met him and all. It wasn't anything special. I was in our 4EA class when this bugger asked me for 50 cents. I thought it was amusing that this guy who I didn't even know much about had the guts to ask me for 50 cents.

Eventually it became a habit and he eventually asked about $5.00 worth of 50 cents. I can't really remember how it happened but because of that we got to know each other.

We started messaging each other while I was at work and after work we'd meet up to go and drink. He made me change the way I thought about him (I thought he was an ah beng but not really an ah beng). I enjoyed his company and other stuff.

He was there for my 19th birthday and it was fun.

We eventually fell apart because of some $$ loans to him. It sucks that because of that we didn't talk much anymore.

I can't tell how much I'd miss him, his cheekiness, his smiles, his stories and everything. How I'd miss laughing at his weird comments and stories.

I know you can see that everybody who cares about you is in pain but I know you're in a better place now. I know that you'll always be missed and will always be remembered. You're not exactly that kind of person who's easily forgotten. You make sure that people remember you for something you said, your personality and the way people feel happy being around you. Rest in peace.