Posted on: Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Posted at: 9:05 PM
Everyday when I do my run on the treadmill, and my mp3 plays, I think of everyone back home a little bit more.
When Heartbreaker plays, Cassandra's silly laughter pops into my mind, and her silly antics, and our snowball session at ICC.
When Lifehouse songs and Cao Ge songs play, I remember Blue's MAKAN BABI, that horrid string of Hokkien vulgarities he spouts randomly, that tiny bike he always rides, and that cute half-tied hair look.
When Damaged plays, Farand and his jiggly dance moves, dramatic Fillipino,Black, Stitch, Hong Kong, British accents flood my mind, and I smile.
Then BounCy smack smack's next on the shuffling list, and Jeremy's and Blue's harmonic and irritating Gregorian chant-like voices warm my heart (strangely).
Then my lovely Cynthia and that sweet smile, that chirpy voice rings with familiarity at the back of my mind, that jumpy excited look on her face when she feels passionate about something is so endearing. I miss how we are able to know what's on each other's minds oh so often!
Then I remember, Darren's Darlie toothpaste-smile, crazy-fast yellow flashy car, and that familiar random line, "WHO GIVES!".
Jonathan and his birdie, his child-like laughter, and his constant excitement for MUAY THAI. haha I miss them so much. Then I think of Xiwei and the precious times Ive spent hanging with him, and Cyn and farand. Few but nevertheless, too awesome moments bumming and laughing together. I even miss Ivan's random statements, which always make me laugh.
Then slowly, I remember my mum's cute laugh, her constant naggings, and I long to massage her aching back again. My endearing Dad who is now in Japan- I miss his little lectures on the Business World and tips on how to lead a better life in the future. My lovely sister, whom I love the most, the one who nagged me continually to prepare for my 5 month stint in U.S. I miss the way she gets excited about an issue and raises her voice, and speed of speech, unknowingly. Adorable, please!
And during my lonely 40-min walk to my classrooms, my ipod plays Look After you by The Fray, and my heart burns for my baby so much more. I miss him terribly, and army robs me of chances to skype him in the afternoon. Our important dates to come, he will not be physically beside me. When I'm feeling cold at nights, or need a hug to remind of that fuzzy feeling of familiarity, I wish you were here, Kenn. You encouraged me to go for this trip, and I thank you for your understanding and love. Because of your support, I know I won't regret this. Thanks for being with me every step of the way, love. You light up my life =).
Be my Baby,I'll look after you.I am counting down the days.
