'The memory of being here with you,
Is what I'm gonna take my life through.
'cause some days stay gold, forever'

The days that we have all spent together from being goofs to getting down to business would never be forgotten. Onward, the 42+5 of us :)

Vernise, you were, are and always will be a darling girl that I'll never forget. Perhaps the song that we were singing at the moment of your accident was actually meant for you, without us meaning it. It is a very beautiful song, just as beautiful as you looked as you lay sleeping under the glass. Though the time that I've spent with you was short and, sadly, not very well appreciated and cherished then, I'll always remember your laughter, smiles and your happy squeals. I'll also remember the time you cried during acoustic night. And the time we talked about shopping on the way back home on the bus 854. It was a cruel way for you to go and you may not have wanted to go, just as much as we do not want you to. But no matter what, no matter where ever or however or whatever, everything happens for a reason and for the better. I hope that you are in a better place now, where ever you are and that you'll continue smiling. We all love you, and would miss you from now till forever, even when your name gets lost in all the other coming news.

Rest in peace, my dear darling. (11th October 1995 - 22nd October 2012)

The week has been filled with emotional roller coasters, so much so that I have almost forgotten what is up, down, left and right. Many things have happened, some being each of the ends of the emotional spectrum. A tug at the heart, a pinch, a suffocation, a slap. This week has been very scary so far. So, so scary. And so sad. So, so sad. I do not know how to express my feelings. It's so... vast and describable. Red, yellow, blue, orange, grey, black, white. A rainbow mash-up with the plain old colours used in the movies. It hurts.

But no matter what, the world's still a-spinnin' and the birds are still a-chirppin'. Life still goes on, and we've got to do what we're all meant to do. Doing so, like it is going to be our last.