People

She who meant so much to me. the way she grasps my hand the moment she off work. never to let go, holding my hand as if i was still that innocent little gal who used to sit naked on her laps.

she holds my hand when crossing busy roads.
she offers to get the meat off the crab, worry that i might get choke off.
giving me directions from time to time when i was sight-seeing around the city, afraid that i might get lost and end up in Johor Bahru.

She had tonnes of ice-creams, 100plus, all my other fav stand-by in her fridge days before.
She is the only one who laughed me silly yet still supply RM10 ice-cream imported from Germany every morning for my breakfast and holds my hand despite weird stares from passer-by. (please la, who licks ice-cream at 8am in the morning)
She is the only one who can get me to stuff durians+rambutan+fish head hotpot+ rice+ ramen regretless and shameless down my throat at 12am in one night. (now, that is how my extra 2kg came from)

i could sense her loneliness.

there is nothing worst in life to know that u cant do anything at all for someone who holds so dear. feeling helpless never seems so bad before.

the day i left, the moment i saw her back walking away from me, i cried. my weakness is the back view of a person.
i am definitely coming back for her~
i swore the immigration officer saw my puffy blood-shot eyes. cause she patted my hand.

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i knew him through blog-hopping. and he is the last person that i expect to hang out with during my stay. seriously. why would he bother to meet up? we only knew each other for less than a week. he has his life too. anyway, cut the crap. we met up finally.
the first time i met him, i was 5-10 min late. sweaty, smelly, dragging my tired feet, smeared mascara or was it the black eye-bags. Anyway, i am pretty sure i left bad first impression.

based on his description in text, "i'm wearing green+black specs+exit 4+burger king"..i was chanting, okay, green shirt green green black specs, all the way up to the exit. i saw Burger King and there he was, squatting and reading newspaper.

i somehow knew right then he is nice. and no, fyi, i dont judge by the cover. most of my books had bad covers yet they provide the best read around :)

he called me "Roses" so that, i gotta set right. my name is Rose.
(yeah, that bud with red petals which u guys, love to give up to ur gals as an appreciation of love. need i say more, for crying out loud)

the life that he had been through sounds impossible to me before.
like how a young child would look up to elder sibling, i asked him thousand and one questions. traveling and back-packing etc
basically, there were alot of first time for me when i was w him.

i had my joss-sticks burnt, fortune/fate read, first ever mango desserts, and of course, first ever person that i knew through cyber that meet up. it was everything that i had.
he took everything seriously even blogging. he gives a damn about what his readers think of his entries. i think he might be the next KennySia
i enjoyed his companionship so much so that we met up again on the second day.

we separated when i got on the bus home to my aunt's.
he will be starting off with his official job next monday, tomorrow la duh~~
give him lotsa love, shower him with lucks. :)

i never wanted to see his back before leaving, i know i will cry if i had done so

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I tried my best to meet up with PohAngPeng. The girl who taught me so much from being a timid Mandarin-speaking girl to who am I right now (before, i only dare to speak mandarin, after meeting her, there were few occasions people thought I am pure banana--a Chinese who can only speak English).
We only knew each other for 2years back in Brunei around 1997. We shared too much it wouldn't do our friendship justice if I had to pen everything down here.
I left Brunei crying and I truly believe true friendship will and do surpass everything.

We didn’t meet up though. Manage to grab her over the line. The excitement of hearing her voice after decades, I was totally speechless. Somehow, I left Singapore with thousands endless possibilities of doing fun stuff with her.
Islands. MOS burgers. Talking about boys. Gossiping about our bosses. etc~damn it, i gotta list it down

recent pic courtesy of her FB. if i had judge her by cover, i would prolly think she is snobby b*tch. yet, she turns out purrfectly nice. I love our friendship.

p/s: there will be another post on random people i met there. this post is for the major characters.