AWWWFULLY NOSTALGIC
I awoke at 8:35 this morning feeling awfully nostalgic..It hit me hard as I trudged to the shower.
I miss Oklahoma.
I would miss you guys.
So this entry will be extremely long..
And you should know about Cherisse’s memory by now..if she remembers she does..if she doesn’t it is gone forever.
And she rambles yo.
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You guys would know which “you” you are..
Amacham..
My my eeeckle dearest Deedee..Our duet..
WE MUST DO THAT AGAIN SOME DAY..
Maybe we could go to Homestudios and record something together.. HOW FUN!! Ah Deedee. The only morning person in our room.
Its funny yah.. All of us did get along with each other afterall.
Fate works in quirky ways..Our mutual love for mooozik, send more gems my way yah!!
We were sitting on the front porch of somebody's apartment.
You took a smoke. And you were freezing. Strangely I wasn’t.
We saw something running into the bushes..What was it a squirrel??
The sky was just turning dark.
Twas a Beautiful sight and it was strangely silent. We were having domestic issues in the room.
Everyone felt out of place. Too many issues in a foreign land. It was a decision you made there and then.
A decision that I hope you will not keep.
All of us do each other good in our own quirky ways.
It was hard to be quiet. It was too quiet.
Everything became loud. Everything became clear.
It was to be a trip for silence yet it was not you were granted.
Too much smoking dear. Too much. Too little sleep dear. Too little.
The people you met, the decisions you made in that quietness. That noisiness.
Were they the right choices?
What if something you never wanted turned out to be destiny?
What if something you never wanted turned out to be the missing link? But what if something you wanted turned out to be destiny but it is too far out for you to see?
What if something you wanted turned was after all the missing link?
Just that the picture is not completed yet.
How funny 2 souls could be so different yet alike.
The soul that has been wounded deep. And the soul that wanders far. I am glad mine got to know yours. No matter how deep I did delft into yours, I did see a pure bright spark neath that darkness..
It just needs a little cleaning..polishing lol
No matter what happens.. that big jigsaw is far from being pieced.
Don’t hurry. Wait for it to enfold.
The pain is excruciating. The wait is hard.
In the end it might not be worth waiting for, but who knows what will happen till the end.
The hands were sore from the frost eh~ Friendship i guess for you proved harder than it was.
Lil girl..Some people can never be changed. Some people are just too blind to see anything to change. I
t is a defense mechanism we have set ourselves into.
Denial of our flawed souls. You are a simple and loving being. Yet this statement does not give you due credit. In your own giving ways, You shall be remembered fondly.
It is nice to give. But one can afford to be a wee bit more selfish.
*winks*
Hey you stalker.. how often I did appear in so many of your photos.
The sod house and others.We have known each other the longest time yet you are the most remote to me.
Man.. just keep that "whiteness of a Tyson chicken thigh" away from the public eye. It was scandalous. o_O
And you, hmm..you never did let much people near you. I still don’t know you despite the many mutual friends we had and the time we spent. I will remember you fondly too as the Tornado chaser and Liscence-plate lover.
OH YAH and Chau Tou Foo..
You are always shaking your head whenever King of Corn aka Erique and I argue on the bus, (No wait Farhar is KING) the last was on gambling on the way back from Texas. We were merely discussing. We do that all the time. It is fun. It stimulates our brains.
We have gone through so much together and I have let you down the most. I pulled away. And why?
The many issues that we thought that we have resolved, still remain unresolved. At Gelare, at Mr Beans Café, over the phone after the long ass letter I wrote. We thought we did. But we did not. When will be comfortable again in each others company.
Things have changed. I am happy for you. You have a clearer vision on what you want. I do not claim credit for that really. It was all you.
It is hard for each of us to come to accept how each one of us are.
Me loving the things you hate. And me hating the things you love. Perservere my dear.
The road you chose will be a hard one.
You who are hard and tough enough to take on the real world.
Me that rambles and wishes for the mountains and the lakes.
May we meet on less cordial and uneasy grounds the next time we meet. SO..How about a movie on MONDAY!!*grinz*
We were staring out into that large expanse. The artificial and the real. The artificial was beautifully real. But yet it was man made.
The curves were too smooth. It was too symmetrical.
The windmills were in the distance.
How nice it would feel to fall then.
The wind was so strong we could stand straight.
Laugh and shout we did very loudly and then we were silent for a while. Ran we did to the other end without the others.
But hard it was running up that slope again.
The couple we met on the way up must have thought we were mad.
But then again strangers as we are to them, would they even remember that single episode in their lives.
But does it matter? I did remember.
The green mangoes with chilli and lime. The churros. The wheelchair bound lady we met in the subway. The simple exchange of gifts. The weather was beautiful. But i knew i got much darker cos of that one day.
The route 66 luggage. How 2 klutz got lost in LA sorta.. It was a lovely day spent with you.
Glad we did not go to Universal.
Hong Kong was great. The food.The toilet. The clothes. The land of abundance. But AHH the tomorrow never comes. DANG!!
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OHH.. this seems to be out of place but suddenly I remembered ‘ My Zurich guy” *blushes* AHHHH
And the one with the cutest accent.*faints*
MAN..but I was close to being mute then..*mutters* What a noise pollutant I must have been.
We must plan our KiriKiri okie.
And to them HENTAI JIJIS and BYUN-TAE HARABULJIS…*shudders*
But it was an experience eh~
Too many weird people around.
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Other random thoughts…
On our dress rehersal night while waiting for Anthony, the GREAT BIG FAT HUG at the school porch. It was cold eh.. Pepsi Cola 1 2 3.. what were we thinking!!!
WALMART AND ROSS..WE CAN LIVE THERE.. CLOTHES AND FOOD..WHAT ELSE DO WE NEED..hmm..oh yah..money.
That large motormouth.. I could have stuffed out dirty laundry into his mouth.
The laudry room was nice smelling and cosy..Made me feel happy. Funnily it was where many of our discussions took place.
"Old man" *coughs* falling down where the Indian blanket and chameleon were..
And I still sigh whenever envision both of you together..*coughs* Sayang la..~TSKtsk *shakes head* Stage is gonna be set soon.
How nice of Oliver for helping me with my loot..hehheeee Much appreciated. Hmmp..tagging along to the various places in HK would have been even more appreciated.
The whole Mey getting lost incident. You guys rule. Well.. we had great chicken that night. Potatoes ain't my thing.. *shrugs*
Krispy Kreme dearies..2 is the max..but of course Leo would disagree..We were playing Frisbee at the carpark. Saya CHAMPION ah.. the cars we wrecked. Balls when are we ever going to Sentosa..
MO Mazil.. I mill m(a)lways memember ..Munt Mary mied mesterday?
Mid Mhe mie??
Mes mhe mid…MHE MID
MANG MANG MANG MANG…Mtill mannot met mit???
Me Mrain Mon moo.. mall me m(t)ations
Mat games are the lamest but man was real fun!!
And I can go on and on and on exhausting all my other random thoughts but there are more pressing things that need to be done.
MY ASSIGNMENT.
I have my last assignment to complete. My last exam to study for. Then our paths will really go in all tangents.
Some of you may never get to see this but hey.
This is largely for me.
I might forget.
We should all meet at the Gold Star in Autumn. Ten years from our Graduation day Oct 16 2014.
Leave behind all kids, husbands and wives, family, cats, dogs,hamsters and whatever..
The richest will pay for accommodation. *PHEW*
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