Thursday, December 14, 2006
ok i hope everyone's read what they were supposed to read.. i been thinking about taiwan the whole day i can't stop the memories from flowing in. as i chat online with the new friends i've made we reminisce about the times we've had and everything comes back crystal clear.
i miss the times on the 11th floor. so much.
watching people play pingpong, learning pingpong myself. junda patiently hitting the ball back and picking it up when i whacked it out again and again. playing ping pong for the first time, hitting it back and forth for more than 5 times the first time.
watching people play pool, winning my first pool game proper. marvin's fingernail indicating where i should aim to get a good shot. teaching the sec 2 girls how to rest the cue stick on their left hands.
lying on the pool table waiting for the laundry to be done, staying up till 4.30.
practicing che ling with zhen xiao with the yoyo flying about all over the place and getting cut all over the place by the yoyo's sharp edges.
playing badminton along the narrow corridor area just whacking the shuttle back and forth. finally learning how to hold the racket properly and how to use my wrist. kiat wee constantly adjusting the racket and showing me how to swing, explaining, also patiently.
(now i realise i'm a pretty slow learner)
watching the 2 mels do gym stuff on the mats, trying to do a cartwheel, watching renato do a cart wheel, watching marvin do a cartwheel. trying over and over again, watching melanie successfully do her frontwalk.
doing my laundry. being so afraid of using the boy's dryer which ye wei finally convinced me to do. pouring washing powder.
going up to the 11th floor from the 7th floor.
going up the stairs one floor to the 8th floor. walking through the 8th floor corridor and complaining about yinan's feet. knocking on 816 then hiding at the side. knocking repeatedly on 810 with no response. shawn sleeping ever so soundly in 812.
the guys coming down to 7th floor to practice for our karaoke competition. singing and singing and singing. xian jie's scream (which i still have in my mp3).
all the little things. the auntie who sweeps the floor and clears the rubbish, practicing calligraphy at the front desk. the vending machine outside the lobby. the first dinner we had in shida.
the canteen uncle who kept coming to ask us if the food was ok. who gave us extra guo ties in the morning cos he said 4 was too little.
lessons with fan lao shi. talking rubbish. her telling us her secrets. watching movies and cartoons and everything people dont usually do in lessons. marvin reading super fast.
the piano. where i remember emoing and fooling around. i played such sad songs. we both did. but it felt good to let it out with music. it felt good to feel so free to express.
the red cushions.
everything. i just cant forget.
the first time i went solo with the guys at eslite and 101. watching the guys pick the soft toys. running back to the bus and being late for the first time.
and i just kept going out with them after that cos they made me feel more at ease. somehow i think i was less conscious about myself. i liked that feeling.
and though people started to tease me i didn't care about what others thought.
those 3 days bi ye lu xing. amazing. the hotel with the rooftop. i remember the lovers room i got with the round bed and the mirrors on top. and the rooftop. so quiet, so peaceful. we could see the stars. i think i remember that the most. it felt so right to huddle with my friends in the cold. and though we were freezing we didn't want to leave the place cos it was quiet and peaceful. i think.. it might have been one of the happiest moments i had there. it was so stupid but it was good.
the amusement park. riding the mayan adventure 3 times and being scared of being late but went for the 3rd time anyway cos everyone else was going. looking for junda who didn't want to go for the rides. taking the wet ride which was.. wet.
the kiap kiap machine. wasted a lot of money on them but had a lot of fun.
those nights i spent talking to my girlfriends. talking about everything, anything. boys, girls, school, lifestories, troubles, EVERYTHING.
walking around the 2nd hotel on the 2nd night with the bunch of people i was the closest to minus one. but it felt good walking together and not alone.
it felt so good to see your friends, old and new, everyday. when you wake up, before you sleep, at meals, every single time you turn around, you see someone who cares so much for you. you see people who are always looking out for you to make sure you're alright, always there so you won't ever be lonely.
now i'm back home and there's absolutely no one in the house but me. my big big house. what's a big house for if it's not full up with people?
my parents are at separate dinners, sister's in hostel. brother's at work or on a date or something. and i'm here on a date with my computer. i've been on this date since i woke up this morning. because there's nothing else i can do. unpacking makes me cry as i look at the things i've bought. reminding me of the places i've been, the people i was with.
i didn't want to go for the immersion at first. now i don't regret going. i regret not wanting to go in the first place. i'm glad i went. i'm glad i met all those people there. i'm glad for everything that happened on the trip, the ups and downs, and i thank God so much, for the way He's worked things out for me. i thank God that i had that opportunity to go to taiwan. to go to the different places and do all those things.
i have to get used to the life back home again, i just hope that when school reopens, i can survive without the guys around. God help me be strong and face everything that comes my way!
i'm missing taiwan so badly right now, and we're having a meeting tomorrow. we all can't bear to leave each other so abruptly and though the meeting is pretty fast and soon after our arrival, i think we need to see each other again. with all the LOVE that spreads around so fast, it's so hard to let go.
but hey everyone, CHEERS. we rocked taiwan. =D
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