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The many many moments I miss.


Beware readers, this will be a very emotional post.
Bear it, or leave it.

1. My dirtiest(according to Marianne), yet most comfortable(according to me) room

I miss the air I breathe, the fabric I touch.
I miss the way my room was.
I miss the so many things in my room.
I miss my more than comfortable bed, my lonely bolster left back home, my soft dolphin comforter.
I miss almost everything back in my room, except for nothing.


2. The people who brought me into this world




I miss the way we gossip and laugh at each other,
the way they scold me to show their love for me,
the way they cared.
I miss watching football with my dad in the middle of the night.
I miss the way my mom calls Lampard " Jambak, the mosquito repellant".
I miss mamak time with my auntie.
I miss the gossips with my annoying sister. *smiles innocently*
I miss home.


3. The person i spent most of my time with for the past 3 years of my life



I miss every moment.
Enough said.


4. The person i've known for my 15 years of life



I miss our masak-masak moments.
I miss the late night suppers + gossips.
I miss the crazily fun times.
I miss the 'can-you-please-hurry-up-and-just-buy-it!' shopping moments.
I miss our crazy mahjong sesssionss!


5. My XS



I miss the aroma in your Kenari.
I miss the comfortable hugs you've given me when I needed it.
I miss the Muah Chee you made for my birthday.
I miss having you around, really.


6. The lovely couple who are my best of friends



I miss the Starbucks counselling session in which you both ended up in a Tetris competition.
I miss the mahjong sessions we had.
I miss futsal sessions.
I miss the shopping moments we had.
I miss the crazy you, YapKetWai and i miss the lovely you, GraceYongYiXiang.
You both always make my day, and i miss that.


7. The girly girly sessions



I miss camwhoring.
I miss the yum char sessions, the moments we had together.
I miss the gossips we had.
The more the merrier.


8. The whole group of them



I miss the times when we needed to run away from prefects in school,
when we hid under the tables in the Chemistry lab,
when we skipped class by taking pictures for clubs and societies for the whole day,
when we passed drinks in the canteen to the other end of the table by stealing a sip,
when we skipped classes by staying in the boys toilet,
the up moments we had during prom.

I miss the times when we had each other.


Finally,

I miss me.

Miss the people I had in my life in the past,
the way everything was,
the moments i did not appreciate.

If only,
if only miracle happens.