Excuse me while i go mourn my friend.
Samson, i can't believe u are gone. So no more random, out of the blue phone calls? Who's going to call me his baby without it having any sort of romantic connotation? I'm glad we got a chance to reconnect after 5 years and you saw your baby was all grown up. I'll miss you, Samson. I knew something bad was about to happen, but i never thought it would be YOU! Not you, WHY? I can't believe i'll never hear your voice again, chat with you or even get a chance to see you again. I'll really, really miss you, Samson. The world is a darker place without you in it. Rest in Peace.
Thanks everyone who left me a comment. I was really shocked at his passing and it made me really sad. I keep looking at his number on my phone and thinking "so i will never talk to him again?" I regret all the times i saw him online and didn't chat with him (i'm usually on invisible mode on yahoo messenger). I think of all the times he called me, and i never went out of my way to call him back. The only times we would talk would be when he would call me, and sadly that's the way i am with a lot of my friends. I regret that a lot.
I'm trying to change things and at least start to make an effort with my friends. I have been contemplating visiting Nigeria this yr b4 i start school and his death just helped me make that decision. I need to see my friends again. The friends who i grew up with, the people who love me and will never walk away from our friendship for no reason. People who i know have my back as much as i have theirs. I need to be around them and enjoy their presence and thank God for preserving all of us. True friends are really hard to find and being in this country and meeting all the people i've met and having all the experiences i've hard has proven that point, over and over and over again. I am thankful for the true friends that God has blessed me with and i cherish their friendship.
Go tell ur true friends how much you love them. it's important.
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