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Sunday, September 03, 2006 @ 9:27 pm
I told my mom a few nights ago that my friends read her blog. she asked why and I said I publicized it on mine. she wasn't too happy. my friends were, though, telling me how cute she was and all. whoa, kay. some of them who knew her well enough, said it was all a bunch of baloney. but, different people are entitled to different opinions. hence, the creation of blogs.
I won't deny I said 'bloody early' on the day I flew. but, there is more to it than meets the eye. after bidding both kak yati and mum goodbye, I was about to go in the gates, but was stopped by my mum... 'you better give mummy a hug. you upsetted mummy.' so with my passport and boarding pass in my mouth, deuter bagpack and shoulder laptop bag, I hubbled forward to give a standing mum a hug. she just stood there with the craziest looking pout. it was kinda funny. sorta. I think I was smiling. oops. but anyway, before going in, I turned around and said, 'I'm just tired.. and sleepy,' and kinda shrugged my arms a bit. I'm sorry, but that's what one hour of sleep can do to you.
I don't like goodbyes. they make me feel over-emotional. and I don't like that cos' I can't really handle them well. thus, I'll end up feeling uncomfortable. shawn and siang can attest to this, cos' they sent me off the last time and I treated them like asses. haha. this is why, I never let my friends send me off. fang, back me up here. I didn't let you send me off the first time for a reason. and siang, that's why I didn't let you come send me off this time. that, and cos' you're scared of my mum. hahaha.
my mum's broken? what about me? I'm 9700 miles away from home and missing everyone terribly. the morning I was to fly, siang called me and made me cry.

'Can you don't go?'
'*tearing* I can't..'
'Come to my house. then you won't need to leave.'
'Yaya.. that's nice. you told me I wasn't going to cry.. now, look at me!'
'ermm.. I'm sorry. but everyone cried.'

at the transfer counters in klia, a caucasian couple at the passport area were hugging and bidding goodbye to each other... I felt my eyes get wet, seriously.
I know my parents are upset no one's home for them. so, they think I'm having a ball of a time? don't worry dad, I know I'm here to study. and I know I pissed you off the night before I flew. I know you were concerned. as for mum, who probably will never read this either, I just wanna say... I'm sorry and I forgive you for everything. I don't hold anything against you. you are after all, my mum.

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