a strange day

what a day....had a strange feeling at midnight when i was alone eating at the mamak stall having some cheese naan and teh ais...erm....it really feels as if so many people are just going off...going off especially when i'm not ready at all...in this case was gideon, even though we are not considered as one of those in the good/best friends category, i felt that i just really "lost" somebody that i sort of know...hmm....well, look at the facts...i first met him when my family and i shifted to Port Dickson in 1996....yeah...the place near the sea...hahah...he was known as this naughty young brat bullying little kids or the the young adults who were still "young at heart"...i remembered those times when he always picked on me and jeremiah...the skinny and small young guys back then....well, he certainly gains a certain amount of fear and respect from young kids..his mum kept bringing us to the pd yacht club for swimming and such.. hoping that we would bond and become best friends(at least that's what i can think of it right now) ..but it didn't really turn out that way...maybe it was the medium at home that we were conversing in?...he was more in the chinese side and i was more on the english and bahasa malaysia side...anyways, we took basic guitar chord classes from our then "only" adult musician, captain wong, who actually brought us into music...but as time passed us by....he became the church's bassist.....and i became an enthusiastic and naive drummer...i tried everything to be the best....to be better.....to not be looked down on(bad, bad, bad)....to be a professional drummer...but no exposure. gideon went on to play golf....wanting to be better.....and be professional golfer...he's famous for his famous line...."let's go for supper after youth cell"...guess that all of us from the youth will be missing that. throughout the years we gradually grew further apart other than having casual conversations on football(he got very attracted to liverpool after getting into college)....so, here we are now....worlds apart...he's in australia and i'm in cheras/port dickson....he's on his way to becoming a business degree holder and i'm walking into working life...i still feel flashes of my life hanging over my head right now....decisions being made on a day to day basis...memories from the past...
it's nice knowing him as a friend....haha...but he's a nice fella to kutuk.. hope that he will be serving God and also studying smart when he's in melbourne...sometimes i just feel why is it that i send so many people off from KLIA but have never been the one actually going on the plane(except for once but that was mainly about my dad,me n my sis were just taggin along with my mum)...but if i do, i might never fly back.