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A Post From 7th March 2011

angus ferguson;

sometimes i dont understand life, someone like angus had everything he could ever wish for, a loving family, a beautiful girlfriend, the best group of friends, a brand new puppy. How something like this can get pulled away from him like this is unbelievable. i can’t even begin to comprehend the intense pain i feel right now. the only think i keep thinking abck to is the talk that we had at school last year where the cop said “atleast 5 of you will die on the roads before you turn 25” i didnt believe him for one second! but this is just fucked. i’m speachless, it feels as if a part of my world has been ripped from beneth my feet. Rest In Peace Angus, you will be forever in our hearts.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal

it feels like it was yesterday i wrote this, it feels like it was yesterday that he was pushing me over & throwing chairs at me, it feels like yesterday that he was farting on the bonnet of his car and laughing becasue it sounded like “a robot fart”. but it’s not yesterday. it’s today. he was here, and now he is gone.

i’m actually finding it really hard to cope at the moment. everytime i go to do something relevantly fun, i think of him and how he much more fun it would be if he was here.

every time i go to cleveland point, i think of him, and i sware to god i feel him there! i miss you mate, more than you will ever know <3

alanalovesmal:

Angus’ mum is so beautiful and inspirational. She could’ve chosen to curl up and give up when Angus died, could’ve put her sadness into bad habits or tried to rid the pain somehow but instead she is being so selfless, and rather than dwelling she is moving forward and ensuring that no one else is lost to a system that makes no sense. That’s so selfless to me, putting others before herself and exhausting herself out while doing it. That woman deserves a medal.

 amen to that sister!

alanalovesmal:

Angus’ mum is so beautiful and inspirational. She could’ve chosen to curl up and give up when Angus died, could’ve put her sadness into bad habits or tried to rid the pain somehow but instead she is being so selfless, and rather than dwelling she is moving forward and ensuring that no one else is lost to a system that makes no sense. That’s so selfless to me, putting others before herself and exhausting herself out while doing it. That woman deserves a medal.

Newspaper Story. I Can’t Stop Looking Through them.

ANGUS William Keith Ferguson was inspirational, “big in size, love and personality”, mourners were told yesterday.

His farewell brought hundreds of young people – many in school uniform – to the Immanuel Lutheran church in Buderim.

Angus, 18, was killed after his motorcycle crashed as he rode along Duporth Avenue at Maroochydore on March 6.

Mourners could not fight tears, but stories of his life forced welcome bursts of laughter.

Family, friends and even a teacher told tales of a young man whose personality was larger than his giant frame, full of laughter, passion and compassion.

The love of his family was illustrated by a sprawling tree tattoo on his right side.

He was nicknamed “Angus the Bull”. He had a reputation for rushing in.

As he grew older, he developed a love of sport and the gym – his nickname was “Unit”.

But food was the aspiring chef’s true passion.

A school-based apprenticeship during his time at Immanuel Lutheran College became a full-time apprenticeship at the Boat Shed in Cotton Tree.

He would whip up special birthday cakes for friends, platters for family dinners and even delivered a black forest cake to his grandmother.

His culinary mentor and “second dad” Scott MacDougal called Angus, “much-loved Unit”.

“He was big in size, love and personality,” Mr MacDougal said, overcome by grief.

“His quantity of time was cut short but the quality was amazing.”

Angus’s girlfriend Rachel, visibly distraught, talked about the boy who would “go to the end of the world and back for me”.

“We were just starting our lives,” she said.

“We had our own little family, two dogs and one kitten he got.

“I didn’t really want it!”

The chapel echoed with the laughter.

“He had a great amount of respect for me and he treated me like the most precious thing in the world.”

She told of their last moments together.

“On that Sunday afternoon he was on a break from work and cuddling and kissing me,” she said.

“He said, ‘On a scale of one to 10, 10 being the biggest number in the world, how much do you love me?’”

“I said 11.”

The former and current students of Immanuel Lutheran and Faith Lutheran College in Brisbane formed a guard of honour.

As Angus’s hearse pulled away, brightly coloured balloons were released