It's not like I knew him well at all, in fact I'd seen him around but never spoken a word to him. All I knew about him was that he was rather obnixious and destroyed the kitchenware in the building. Honestly I had nothing to really 'like' about him and several reasons to rather dislike him, but it feels very strange.
This is the second time someone of my age that I moderately knew has died - first time was 2nd yr of college when a girl committed suicide with cyanide in her room, the week before the year was about to begin. I actually knew her decently well from a bunch of us studying in the library together our freshman year - she was a happy girl and didn't show signs at all. I guess being a Chem E will put all sorts of stress on you though