Saturday, January 9, 2010

A Day at The Mall

It was great to be home. When i unpacked, partially, i jumped to bed exuberantly, evilly grinning. It was so awesome, diving in, so comfy, so cozy and i fall asleep within milliseconds without having more time to enjoy the unexplainable comfort my world-bestest-matress gave about.

Then, it was around noon. i woke up feeling energetic, lively, ready to start my day though it did feel like i could sleep forever but hey that's about to come soon; i'm dying. i had so much things to do. i had to meet my long lost friends. i had to buy things. i had to enjoy life.

it was so bizarre how we didn't seem awkward and doubtful to talk and there was like so much things to talk about and we could have do it whole day because it had been past freaking one year, 12 months, 365 days we haven't meet each other, except for Leewen and Weichen.

Oh. Leewen just got taller. I can't believe how incredibly tall she was, i mean she was tall, right i know, always the tallest but damn, she had gone taller after months. i hate it when i had to ook up to talk to her 'cuz it really hurt my neck. And her slender legs, i envy that. And there was Weichen. Many thanks to Weichen that Leewen was there and Xinjie too. She was a great driver. i wish that i could drive freely and bravely and confidently like her in the next future, yeah soon because i'm dying. Next, Xinjie. Uhmm...he had done a lot of flirting with my sister. And yeah, i haven't seen him for like a year. He was still the same.. i heard that he studied hard. i hope that his hard work pay. Next, Chungling was there too. i was the least closest to Chungling of them all but still, we had things to talk about too. Friendship is amazing. i wish that she will success in whatever that she was about to venture in her future. Then, Yunlin was there. Yunlin has gone cuter over the year. She had done rebonding and she was really cute. It was so light, so wavy, so a comfortable sight to look at. And yeah, we talked a lot too. Eh, how much is a lot? i had so much more to ask her, to know about her because i haven't heard from her like in a year. i wish that the next meeting is coming soon. She was indeed a beauty with a brain, smart brain. Lastly, we had Nuraini, my monitor. She will always be a great monitor in my heart. Nuraini is still fluent in Mandarin and yeah, we talked the least because she went to have lunch with Weinie and then guess we have nothing to talk about besides the basic stuffs.
Oh. then, i saw Wanchee. She was my ex classmate and yeah she still recognized me, i guess. i was dragging my sister and then i stumbled into her. She was looking at my way and i was looking at her, astounded. You know, the feeling when you see someone you know and familiar and not expected on the middle of the day. Then, she smiled, sort of an acknowledgement of a greeting. i smiled too while mounthing a hello.

i had Double Fortune Chicken Burger at A&W for lunch and damn, root beer was so darn nice. i had been missing the taste of t after so many freaking years. when i was young, my brother and i used to frequent A&W a lot and i remembered well that my brother likes 'Float' so much. ROOT BEER is so darn nice! Then, i bought House Season 5, to keep me company this break, get new contact, damn my eyesight worsen because of the damn stupid lecture of some ignorant people. Light was switched off, as if the college is too poor to pay up for the bill. Light was switched off, as if the world is not going to end with them saving electricity to save the Mother Nature. Light was switched off, because some morons were like dazzle and what about all the spec-kies? What about the perfect eyesighters? Did you just ignore our existence and our priority? Get spectacles or something so that everyone is benefited from it instead of driving us into darkness which served as a good place for cultivating sleepy mood. Great. There's nothing i can do about it, although i can voice out my adversity but would anyone really take note of it?So, i'm better off suffer in silence.

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