Woke up at 4am to shower and wake myself up before heading to the airport.
unable to find everyone but jin saw me,
all of us looked dead, though i reckon i was lucky to get 4 hours of sleep.
had breakfast with loads of crapping. it was fun,
gonna miss ammiel's retardedness, hahaha!
yeah then went home with everyone else, i think we all wanted to just go home and go back to bed.
reached home at about 7?
bus was empty which kinda freaked me out a little.
then fell asleep at 8 and woke up at 12 thanks to little sisters who shout for no reason but as a mean of communication.
yeah and i've been msning and tumblring ever since.
oh what a joy the holidays are, i think it turns me into some lazy bum.
well i already am lazy so i guess im just progressing up the pig scale!
lol, gosh i still want to sleep :/
i didn't like being at the arrival halls, brought back to many painful memories. they were good ones, but they brought back so many emotions. we walked pass the gate you arrived at the first year feelings started to grow. number 47, i'll always remember that gate. it's where you left your mum's suitcase by accident and all us forgot about it until we had arrived at your new house. by the time they drove back, the police and airport security had surrounded it, thinking that it might have been a bomb. i guess looking back on it, we laugh and say how careless you were. but that night really was a stresser for everyone. i especially remember that first conversation we had. all the parents were away, it was just us kids, the rest had fallen asleep, it was awkward i guess, maybe because we didn't know what to come? well, that's how i felt. i cant seem to find an excuse for your reaction. oh and recently, i find myself despising the tanah merah mrt station. i have that horrible habit of walking all the way to the end of the train to make sure i am sitting at the end, espcially if i am alone. and when i left the rest of them today, i found myself sitting opposite your condo, knowing that i would never be able to spend time there with you again.
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