MSN

i can't live without msn here. i checked it constantly to see if there's anyone i can talk to. i can't live alone. i can't live without talking to someone. i miss my phone, i miss the sound of my assigned ringtone for darren. i miss the display pixs my phone shows when my frens call me. i miss the voices of chinese tv drama, even if it's a local production. i miss those late nights when i will just laugh at the old movies tcs shows. i miss the times when i will watch indians' movies and follow the subtitles conscientiously. i miss the moments when i watch out of my window late at night just to see the reflection of the traffic lights on the window next block and wait for it to turn red, den green again. i miss the red chinese lamp by the ancestors' table in the opposite block, on e eight floor i remembered. i miss seeing the elevator goes up and down in the block beyond the opposite block. i miss views that are not static even if it's late at night. i miss my mom's nagging me to go bathe. i miss my dad's asking me how to do photoshop, even though they are always the same questions. i miss my grandma asking me to eat. i miss my grandpa too, even after so many years. i miss the fishes. i miss sneaking out of the house late at nights when everyone is sleeping. i miss going to JB without telling my folks. i miss the anticipation of my dad's calling in e morning to ask where i was where in the end he only asked if i took the house key. i miss all e small insignificant moments that make my life so real. i miss my weirdness.

will i miss all the misses when i go back, i wonder. there are too many things we take for granted. start appreciating now.