sj.

i miss.

this is just another ordinary day of mine.
yet i felt smth diff.

looking back,all those problems,all those pain,they are over.
all those confusion & unassured,its all gone.
bud the after effects stays within me forever.
to conclude for the 16+ yrs tt i've lived,my home it's the safest place for me.
well,i really love u dad & mum.thanks for giving me a home.
a real home tt let me rest&heal.i really need tt badly.

bud.
i miss
my soul/my smile/my lame jokes.i miss those crazy things ive done.
hw i mugged for exam/hw i practise for my piano.
hw i play catching in wrss & even hide under the tchers table.
hw i make fun of mrs ngoh,i miss hw she scolds/blame me.
the days chioing my dnt folio & artefact & running ard in the workshop.
the days gg hm with bs.
the days we bought siew mai/bread & sit on the floor & chat/gossip.
hw i throw rubbish on top of my classmates head.

the days i waited at the door for my eldest brother to come home.
hw me & my elder brother take photos tgt.
the days whr my eldest brother tag me along everywhr he goes.

the days 2e3 packed spices into testtubes.
the T-A-F club.& the handsome mr poh.
eating under the table in class & joking ard w/ farouqz.

the days w/ my rabbit.i use to feed him instant noodles/sweets/salts.
playing w/ the stray dogs near my hse.
buying vitagen every afternoon.
reading tonnes & tonnes of comics.

hw i manage to wake up at 4.30am everyday.
i miss my pri sch days,whr we wud share ghost stories in the bus in the morning.
hw we curse the vehicles when we got jammed at the customs.
hw the bus driver scold us.
hw marcus/indian guy bullied me.
ruk suek brought red wine for us.
scared wee sin until he brought a cross to sch.
the times whr i injured my legs cos of ruk suek.
the times i love to study with my 6h classmates.
how safiq sings,hw aaron falls,hw suxin talks.
hw mr samuel threw our bags/scold us.
hw i manage to finish tonnes of math worksheets.
hw i accidentally hurt ah xiang.
the times my tcher locked me up frm 12pm to 6pm for piano when i was 7 yrs old.
hw i treated quek hong.
the times we run to mama shop to buy sweets.
the times we bought grape jellies.
i miss the times we run to buy tibits at custom.
the days we wait for the sch bus.
i miss everything.

i miss
ruk suek
bishan
kok siang
zhao ming
sharon
shi hwee
shing xuan
mr samuel
mr mathew lim
mr ravin
dongsheng
xue ming
ah zun
ah xiang
aaron ang
suxin
safiq
lin xin
sok eng
huei wen
wen hui
pamela
joey
zhenkang
wayne khoo
wee sin
chew ping
han kiat
joon ting
heng yue xiang
jun hong
miss quek
miss xu
mr koh
mr chin
hong junjie
dai weng
tao
zhong hoau
miss karen
wei ying
su kok seng
elder bro
eldest bro
daddy
mummy
sis in law
wei siong
alex
& many more...

bud hw many of them would remember me?
or even think of me?

seriously,i miss ruksuek,dongsheng,xueming,ahzun,ahxaing,weesin,joonting.
will they ever miss me?i will nvr forgt the time we've spent tgt.we've been thru thick & thin tgt when we're little kids running across the causeway bridge.

& hw abt suxin,safiq & aaron?remember hw we occupy the top 4 in our class?remember hw we cheated in ss class by writing ans on eraser & pass ard?aaron,remember hw we make fun of shing xuan?suxin remember hw we spend our recess tgt?shing xuan hw we taf tgt.

really,after all these years.
i miss you guys.

i miss.