Last night I put my best dress on, put on make up and prepped for a dinner at Dragon Seafood Restaurant. Near Desa Waterpark. Over dinner we broke into a convo about clubs and about places to go for KL's nightlife.. when we realized we had NEVER gone clubbing together..
so we came back to my place.. changed.. packed ourselves into the car .. and it was off to Cangkat .. walked down the block to Envee and geared up for an evening of fun .. walked in had a drink and decided the club was crap .. so we walked across the street to Havana .. had a couple of more drinks and decided we wanted to check out Zeta Bar in Hilton...
as we stepped out of Havana. I bumped into this guy wearing a blue shirt. Looked up and realized it was Rav.. an old buddy.. Caught up a lil and he dropped the worst news imaginable. Wunna Myo Aung, our very own 25 Cent (we used to tease him cause he was all ghetto and rapper like) passed away peacefully on the 5th of September 2010. The day after I hosted my 2nd TOA BBQ.. last time I saw Wunna was in 2008 during another BBQ.. The painful Irony and realization hit me. How i was too caught up with my own life, trying to fit in to places i didn't, trying to be a part of things i didn't deserve. When all the while he tried to reach out, through Facebook, through twitter, he spoke to me without addressing me. But i took no notice of his pain .. I even forgot his birthday this year...
Wunna, I know we used to tease you, call you 25 cent and messed around with jokes about your height. But bro every single one of those moments we spent together will forever dwell in my heart. I backtracked on your FB and I read your updates from way back when you first found out you had lukemia in december 09. I'm proud of you bro for being the strong lil maestro you were. and I'm inspired by you. You showed me that maybe, just maybe life may be greedy and take me away from the world someday soon. But i have to stiffen up my chin and face it like the (wo)man you inspired me to be. I apologize for not realizing. I apologize for not standing behind you like i once said i would. I apologize for never keeping in contact and always saying "i'll message him tomorrow." You meant alot to not just me but my whole family and we all miss you so very dearly. Your in a better place now lil maestro. I hope you've made new friends in Heaven. I'll remember you till i reach the pearly gates and meet you. Save me a place...
In Loving Memory of Wunna Myo Aung.
R.I.P 25 Cent/Lil Maestro.
God bless and you'll forever be in my heart.
With only 1,903,245,310 seconds to live.
Goodnight Dear Reader.
