He asked.

He asked, when am I going to start my assignment.
I am not sure how to answer, with such a sudden question.
I questioned about it too.

There are really nothing much that could stimulate me lately.
Not sexually, but mentally.
The "A-ha" moment, like a light bulb being switch on, I can no longer felt it.

Enjoyed with the presentation of someone which I consider he is just indeed a natural breed comedian.
Have a great laugh.
But I felt sorry afterward, that I supposed to be mourned.
And, the missing buds came out again. I thought of him again.

Still remember a lot of FB messages that adviced me to stay strong.
Prior to any comments, I would like to thanks for all the concern.
Unfortunately, I don't treasured it.
I don't like the words "stay strong".
It make me feel as though I am supposed to be weak
and dragged the half-dead body to stand up like any normal human being.
It just don't get into me, don't ask me why, cause I wondered too.
Don't be offended, as that's not my intention.
It were just thoughts that I went through and I found the need to say it out.

To remember that special day.