mic : feeling

Time: 22:52pm... Sitting atop my toilet bowl writing this few sentences. A strange feeling running through my mind. Not "gup si". A feeling of missing my dearest dear. For the past week she has been here by my side, sleeping beside me, having meals together and that's a wonderful feeling anyone could ask for.

Today she's back at her so called home a.k.a hostel. Starting her final 2 semester tomorrow. Have to walk to class ohh? Chamm no parking sticker!!



My "cooking mama" with her delightful dish cooking moment. My mom heaps praise on her cooking as well.

I miss you.. Piggy

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