now,
i miss knowing that whenever i come home, i will never be alone cos kong kong and mama will always be at home and i'd have someone to talk to no matter how bad my day was. i miss running up the stairs when i get home only to be stopped by her asking how my day was. i miss her asking me "sua makan bulom?" i miss her and her small talk asking about how each of my friends are, her main motive being gab in particular. i miss her nagging that there's so much food at home so i should eat more and not spend so much money outside. i miss the random study breaks i take in her room, often ending with me munching on the array of titbits stored in a little corner and watching tv serials with her. i miss sharing the food that she buys but not being able to finish. i miss the little things she'd buy on her weekly outings with kongkong.