Friday, April 08, 2005
Today is the day i somehow dread yet yearn.. Such a dreadful yearning comes only due to the fact that it is the very day moi cOconUt Tree is sent to Tekong Resort and Spa. I'm glad he's finally getting some mandatory holiday which i cant wait for him to start and end. Yet it is also for the very simple reason that i dread it -He loves vacations, but not one without me..
Thus while he gets his complusory mud bath and green-and-black facial, under a cheerful sun, on the warm fine sand beside the great blue sea; I slogged under the terribly torturous tution center customer service cubicle where I get spit, stares, piecing eyes and verbal diarrhea - and i still have to smile at them sweetly while standing still to encourage the above. Its is no better than saying "Hey! I love that spit! Go on! Do it again!" with a big bright sunny smile.
Anyway..
I miss moi coConUt TreE.. As I travel home from work today- it occurs to me how much i miss feeling my hand in his and swinging our arms as we walk back to my house.
I miss his jokes and his singing and miss him saying "Hey! Wanna buy somthing anot?" each time we pass by 7-11 - sometimes I'd say yes and we'd buy $5 worth of things just to get the free magnet.. He'll always look out for my favorite meji ice-cream while i try to stop him from consuming too much junk food..
I miss swimming with him and counting to 20 before i compete w him to that there's compeition.
I miss playing the wave pool with him and always pretending we're snorkling or just mere stationary at the "strategic" spot to let the waves crash into us.
I miss playing basketball with him - I NEVER feel discouraged when playing w him. He never looks down on me despite the wide difference bet our standards..
I miss him playing the piano for me and teaching me new pieces and repeating the notes again and again cos i wasnt paying attention.
I miss his strict yet gentle words when i always feel like giving up after a little setback..
I miss gg to the gym with him and trying to do wad he does even if unsuccessfully- he will then adjust to something more realistic for me.. I miss eating with him and dumping my left-overs for him to finish..
I miss picking all the delicious parts of his dish while i kept mine to myself- only to save it for him later..
I miss him trying to pretend he doesn like to eat someting we both really like just so that i can have it.
I miss trying to jump on him to make him piggy-back me..he usually carry me anyway..
I miss not carrying my stuff cos he does it for me all the time.. I miss eating peeled prawns by him..
i miss walking Pache with him and competing to see who can kick Pache's toy into the 'goal' bet two trees below his blk.
I miss watching shows with him and commenting to him all that happened..
i miss 'bitching' about all the horrible things that happen in one day with him.. (as I listen to Micheal Buble's latest CD now), I miss the time we went to Malacca where i bought this CD and played it in the car and when we ate the famous Chicken Rice Balls and Tau huay and 'pick pick' at night...where we watched Star Wars halfway till we're too sleepy.
I miss watching South Park with him- it wont be the same w/o him... not even half as funny...
i miss all the lunches he cooked and delivered to me in his bicycle everyday i slog in that disgusting cubicle..
i miss trying to ride his bicycle with him with a near-deflated tire.
i miss riding the bikes with him and feeling the wind against our faces..screaming while going down hill- embarassassing him when motorists turn to look..
i miss trying to fish for a tiny tampan in 5 hours with him at the jetty -and getting sunburn while doin so..or trying to fish for intelligent prawns the size of a palm at Farmart or crabs using leftover baits..
i miss experimenting dishes with him.
I miss trying to sew moi favorite sheepo for me despite his guys' bulky more-clumsy fingers.
I miss his "yes! i got one! its huge- you better squeeze it out before it turns into a pigment" and went ahead to squeeze my blackhead for me..
i miss singing to him..
i miss my coConUt Tree
I miss him...
*sob*
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Loves...
