I went to my classmate, Vincent, furneral. It really sunk my heart to see that it is true. I just wish that it was a nightmare but it is a reality. A good friend and son just passed away. He just started on his course and yet he didn't have the chance to complete it. His opponent didn't even apologize to my friend's mother. Dude, you just 'killed' a person with your kick. My friend's coach is not qualify enough to be a coach. My friend fainted yet he didn't do anything. When Vincent was sent to the hospital, he didn't even follow. This is crap. He was the only the son in the family. Why? No words/sentence/phrase could describe the pain of losing a friend/son/brother. Really. He was a good guy, a filial son, caring brother. When i saw the news, i really can't believe. His mother was still really upset. My secondary school principal was there as well. When i saw his dead body, he looked really different. He is much skinner than last time. This is because of work. He is working at 7-eleven at Tan Tock Seng Hospital. Sometimes, he worked until 11pm. His father passed away last year Oct and he worked to help his mother from her financial load. When his father was around, he helped his mother to look after his father and he did it with a good job. Why at this timing? WHY? Feeling very miserable....