I just love the weekends
not becoz of the gruesome work i have to do
nor the many hours of watching television
but rather, the weekly 5pm (+-) run wif jim (:
i get to destress and of course confide in him after the jog
we will just pour everything out at the usual place we go to after the jog.
the place where i wld usually go to to have some quiet time lol.
just simply sitting there and enjoying the tranquility of the environment brings peace to my soul.
wif playful children running around, worried parents cranning their necks and screaming to make sure their kids are in sight, and the eventual laughter and joy tt will permeat the place.
I miss those days when i wld be reprimanded for straying too far from my parents or for being mischievious and rebellious which wld result in a resounding slap. :x
I just miss those times, when Dad would gather us together and emphasise on our family being a team
i just miss...EDMUND lols.
ok now tts random o_O
but yea..i miss him being by my side each time i nided someone to confide in.
when i clambered abv the lvl of experiencing an emotional breakdown, he,together wif jim, were there to comfort me.
but owell, life goes on lol.
just like how i know tt the time when i will have to move house will come sooner or ltr.
in the past i wld have dreams of my parents telling me tt we wld be moving to somewhere else to stay.
and of course i wld be waking up in tears wif cold sweat trickling down my neck.
i nv tot tt it wld end like this.
15, near 16 yrs of my life living in this house.
the memories tt are hard to relinquish
tears, joy, excitement, anger, fear.
even my heart breaks as i type this post.
when i shift to somewhere else, i'll no longer get to jog wif jim every weekend. i'll no longer have him to confide in. I'll no longer be able to head to the same place easily.
it just..pains me.
Why does everything have to end in such a tragedy?
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Home
what is it to me anymore?
The place which used to be filled with love and warmth. Where there wld be laughter and fights, tears and joy.
The place where i cld look forward to after a day of sheer work.
home.
where is it in my life now?
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Every vestige of hope is worth fighting for.
yes.
im gonna fight.