I have a friend, that I got to know not too long ago (say 3 years). We spent most of the time doing duty (more or less) together after one night I'll never forget. To make it sound even more disturbing, he got me dead drunk and crawled my way back to bunk. We enjoy spending time doing mostly immoral things, bitch-slapping, planning to ruin some people's lives, none of it illegal, just not exactly moral. As much as i seem to be the older one that keeps leading him on to becoming more annoying, but when it comes to serious issues, I'm his conscience. And I know he'd hate to admit this.

As much as we love to annoy the shit out of each other, out-leh (private joke) one another, I can always feel supported. He would actually go against his own conscience (if he has one) to say the things I want to hear. i can easily go on about what wrong we did together as partners-in-crime, and what that ain't so wrong. These 3 years has been more or less interesting with his annoying existence.

He left for Australia to study law last year, and it wasn't a very nice scene at the airport that I want to remember. And in about a day, he's flying off to Aussie again because his holidays are over. Oh well, he'll be back soon. But while he's there, he'd better buy himself a conscience at some cheap chinatown store and do the right things. For I can't be there to remind him the existence of a higher being watching over him. He's not exactly REALLY far, just about an ocean away, but it's still not like a call away. I am secretly saddened, but I can be sad. Oh well, when he's back as a lawyer, I'll be a full fledged musician too. Hey you, make me proud.