(Dec 3, 2007)
I miss those days when we all meet up and gossip non stop.
I miss those meals at 511.
I miss that one and only chalet.
I miss those crazy talks.
I miss those times and the memories but not the people.
It's just so not me to just forgo something once so dear to me so easily but apparently it happen this time round. I guess those words I received back then were too hurtful for me to take it. I'm actually quite proud of myself.
I miss going to school in uniform.
I miss sleeping on the desk.
I miss the canteen food.
I miss looking out for the DM.
I miss those laughters in class.
I miss the teachers.
I miss netball trainings.
I miss bargaining with the teachers not to give us anymore homework.
I miss the 5 yrs stay but it brings back bad memories.
Those times were one of the best but also bring back tears and bad memories. I just want to reminisce those good ones once in a while. But some bad memories just fought their way through and I can't help but to feel lousy. But I definitely do not miss those juvenile days.
I miss those times we spent together.
I miss you more than anything else but you're no longer around.
It's still difficult to get over. I just want you back, to stay by our side.
I miss those car rides.
I miss your singings.
I miss your laughters.
I miss your not funny jokes.
I miss how you describe funny people to me.
I miss how you once and again remind me not to slam your car's door.
I miss your ugly dressing.
I miss seeing you in sandals.
I miss you asking me to buy 4D for you.
I miss how you say I curse you.
I miss your calls.
I miss those slacking/chilling/supper session with you.
I miss you and I don't want to.
Because I know it won't work out and we're better being friends. But because you're starting to avoid me, I'm beginning to miss you more.
I miss those Macs session after debrief.
I miss bathing in public toilet.
I miss shouting early in the morning.
I miss those irritating campers asking irritating questions.
I miss my fairfield pri campers.
I miss my compassvale sec campers.
I miss those bravestarians who brought Sheena, YJ and myself chocolates after the camp.
I miss how they made me laugh.
I miss those stupid stuns they do.
I miss sleeping in the sleeping bag out in the open.
I miss the campers but I miss the instructors more.
Because camps can never be fun without the fellow instructors. I really miss doing camps. Sometimes I still smell the morning fresh air and insect repellent. Gathering is not easy anymore with busy people not replying or can't be bothered to reply smses. Sometimes, I feel that we're doing too much and trying to hard to meet up and often, we were taken granted and not being appreciated. So we are giving up.
Too much misses and misses not.
But above everything else, I miss you more than I miss anything/anyone else (other than Jo).
Because I miss your everything including your cologne smell.
Because you made me, me.
Because your lousy language never fails to crack me up.
Because a simple sms from you can make me smile for the whole day.
Because not talking to you for a day makes me emo.
Because we shared too much in common.
Because your face just makes me wanna laugh.
Because I feel sad and lousy when starts to ignore me.
Because I think of you every night before falling asleep.
Because I'm beginning to like you.
"I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart"
And I seriously need to get rid of that phobia and I do not know how. I'm afraid that history might repeat itself and I really don't want it to.
I was actually quite emo but I smiled because Sheena knew me too well. If one day I've gone missing, at least there's one friend out there who might know where I've gone missing to. I'm glad to have gone through rough patches with Sheena. Losing the same group of friends, getting to know the same new friends and just growing up together (thinking wise). And right now, we're waiting for the same person, ESTER VOON! =))
Voon, please come home safely.
I miss those meals at 511.
I miss that one and only chalet.
I miss those crazy talks.
I miss those times and the memories but not the people.
It's just so not me to just forgo something once so dear to me so easily but apparently it happen this time round. I guess those words I received back then were too hurtful for me to take it. I'm actually quite proud of myself.
I miss going to school in uniform.
I miss sleeping on the desk.
I miss the canteen food.
I miss looking out for the DM.
I miss those laughters in class.
I miss the teachers.
I miss netball trainings.
I miss bargaining with the teachers not to give us anymore homework.
I miss the 5 yrs stay but it brings back bad memories.
Those times were one of the best but also bring back tears and bad memories. I just want to reminisce those good ones once in a while. But some bad memories just fought their way through and I can't help but to feel lousy. But I definitely do not miss those juvenile days.
I miss those times we spent together.
I miss you more than anything else but you're no longer around.
It's still difficult to get over. I just want you back, to stay by our side.
I miss those car rides.
I miss your singings.
I miss your laughters.
I miss your not funny jokes.
I miss how you describe funny people to me.
I miss how you once and again remind me not to slam your car's door.
I miss your ugly dressing.
I miss seeing you in sandals.
I miss you asking me to buy 4D for you.
I miss how you say I curse you.
I miss your calls.
I miss those slacking/chilling/supper session with you.
I miss you and I don't want to.
Because I know it won't work out and we're better being friends. But because you're starting to avoid me, I'm beginning to miss you more.
I miss those Macs session after debrief.
I miss bathing in public toilet.
I miss shouting early in the morning.
I miss those irritating campers asking irritating questions.
I miss my fairfield pri campers.
I miss my compassvale sec campers.
I miss those bravestarians who brought Sheena, YJ and myself chocolates after the camp.
I miss how they made me laugh.
I miss those stupid stuns they do.
I miss sleeping in the sleeping bag out in the open.
I miss the campers but I miss the instructors more.
Because camps can never be fun without the fellow instructors. I really miss doing camps. Sometimes I still smell the morning fresh air and insect repellent. Gathering is not easy anymore with busy people not replying or can't be bothered to reply smses. Sometimes, I feel that we're doing too much and trying to hard to meet up and often, we were taken granted and not being appreciated. So we are giving up.
Too much misses and misses not.
But above everything else, I miss you more than I miss anything/anyone else (other than Jo).
Because I miss your everything including your cologne smell.
Because you made me, me.
Because your lousy language never fails to crack me up.
Because a simple sms from you can make me smile for the whole day.
Because not talking to you for a day makes me emo.
Because we shared too much in common.
Because your face just makes me wanna laugh.
Because I feel sad and lousy when starts to ignore me.
Because I think of you every night before falling asleep.
Because I'm beginning to like you.
"I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart"
And I seriously need to get rid of that phobia and I do not know how. I'm afraid that history might repeat itself and I really don't want it to.
I was actually quite emo but I smiled because Sheena knew me too well. If one day I've gone missing, at least there's one friend out there who might know where I've gone missing to. I'm glad to have gone through rough patches with Sheena. Losing the same group of friends, getting to know the same new friends and just growing up together (thinking wise). And right now, we're waiting for the same person, ESTER VOON! =))
Voon, please come home safely.