maandag, juni 12, 2006

I had a smashing good time in Chiangmai,
which is more than i can say for most holidays i go on.

Don't get me wrong,
I really do enjoy myself with my parents and my cousins.
But somehow, something's still amiss.
Even in places like Scotland, USA and Paris.

Even at the top of the world in Switzerland,
I always knew it wasn't complete.

I would miss the food back home.
I would miss mee siam and chicken rice.
I would miss the comfort of my room.

And more importantly,
i would miss a certain someone.
That certain someone would change over the years,
but there would always be that longing.
The clutching of the handphone,
that far-away gaze of wishing you were here.

But this time, no. I didn't need to summon my strength, nor did i need to sneak out of the room to make that call. No singapore-dreaming, no audible sighing.

I was there, a hundred and ten percent 110%.

No emotional baggage, no loaded heart.
Shit. One more thing in my life that i can't explain.

--

Van was right about the "you can have romantic moments in a kopitiam."

That's exactly how it was.
Right smack in the middle of that mozzie-infested hellhole.

Oh, yes. Those eyes.


It is a slow and ardous process,
this photo thing.

i think its 10:58 p.m. now

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