@leonsmeonss

To my dearest Katipoo, I can’t believe you’re no longer here. I still remember the first day we met. It was Halloween, the night of the first Asian Invasion. I saw you on the bus, walked right up to you, and asked for your Instagram. Maybe it was just the excited fresher in me who loved talking to strangers, or maybe it was the instant connection I felt with you. We went our separate ways that night in town, but I knew we were fated to be friends the moment you walked into the Malaysian pre-party. You were one of my very first friends at uni. Later, I invited you on my birthday party bus to Cardiff simply because I thought you were so cool and that was the night you introduced me to Audrey. We stayed close through our first and second year, but third year was truly our year. We were two girls who finally realized how much we had in common: being single, our love for fancy dinners, hitting 10k steps every single day (and nothing less lol), the gym, pilates, and our endless gossip sessions. I woke up excited every day to see you because our routines were perfectly in sync. Wake up, gym, study, cafe break, study, walk our 10k steps, and finish with a lovely small-plates dinner. I remember always walking you home, even though I lived in the city and could have just gone back to my own place. I loved spending time with you so much that I didn’t mind the extra 30-minute walk to drop you off, or the 30 minutes spent walking back alone in the dark. You will always be my motivation to live a healthier lifestyle. You somehow convinced me to love protein shakes (I still think of the matcha flavoured protein powder you brought from Thailand) and track our progress at the gym even though you could always lift double my weight limit hahah! During exam season, we would take turns getting to Virgil right before it opened to secure our favorite study spot. We always laughed about how sprinting for those seats felt like trying to get to the barricade at a concert. You pushed me to study hard even on the days I wasn’t feeling it. I would just look over and see you, nose-deep in your notes, and keep going. You were truly the brightest and funniest girl I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I am so thankful that we were such a huge part of each other’s final year. I’m glad I convinced you to go on that ski trip and buy all the cute gear because we were so sure we’d go a few more times that season (spoiler: we only went once!). I’m even more grateful that we had one last summer trip to Croatia and Montenegro together. It breaks my heart that we won’t be able to make any new memories, which makes the ones we do have even more precious. We promised to do our MBAs in the States together in five years, after a few years in the corporate world. We were supposed to grow old together. I thought we would have a lifetime of friendship ahead of us. Cancer is a bitch for taking that away from us. I love you so much. Run all the marathons you want in heaven. Play as much tennis as your heart desires. Quit that funny diet of boiled spinach and chicken breast and eat everything you love. Don’t hold yourself back anymore. I promise, when we meet again, I’ll make you all of your favourite dishes and desserts of mine that you loved to eat in my small pink kitchen. I will be missing you from down here, always.

On the profile · May 19, 2026