The Second that You Say

Goodbye

 is something I can never get used to saying.

But it's yet again time to say goodbye. I've known them for hardly a year but I grew quite attached to Rowena and Darren. Darren's already left this morning, we had breakfast with him and Rowena's leaving tmrw morning.

Darren Kok Jian (:
I find it funny how we were both in nearby Subang schools, were involved in scouts, had mutual friends, have brothers who are friends, shifted to houses in Shah Alam that are nearby, and yet we've never met until Uplands.

We were never close in the first few months of me being here, other than you teasing me about Louis. But gradually got to know you and got fond of your company. Man, I'm gonna miss all the stupid things you say and do, and how you just can't seem to understand some things. You're such a forgetful character too. Or I wouldn't be having your phone now while you're off in Cambodia.
Thanks for always being there for me, listening to my rants and dilemmas.
Thanks for hardly saying no to me, like agreeing to stay back with me to catch a cab and bringing me up to the water tank. Always pleasant to talk to and a joy to be around (:
I like how you always have a joyous vibe around you that just catches on so easily.
It was great, hanging out with you and the others, be it at the beach, dinner time or boarding main house. Not gonna be the same hanging out with them without you there.
Gonna miss all your childhood stories and how you seem oblivious that the whole bus is listening to your stories. And also your mix of vanity and insecurity.
I'm really gonna miss your random burst of singing the best old songs too (:

Rowena, (Ro)^2 An, Roomie Foo Pei Sze!

Man, we've gone through so much together being roommates. We've shared so much laughter and tears. I know we've definitely had our share of disputes but it never broke us. I'm gonna miss all the times when I come back tired from sports, and there you are being all welcoming and loud in the room. I'm gonna miss all your pretty artsy flowery lacy things and the purple things that come with. I'm gonna miss you singing out of tune. I'm even gonna miss all your complains and rants of life.
And now I look across the room, instead of a messy bed filled with piles of crap, I see neat folded covers. Instead of you sitting at your table being distracted by Cake Boss on youtube, I see an empty chair tucked into a table. I'm not sure how am I supposed to get used to this.

Who on earth am I supposed to come home running to with exciting/stupid/irrelevant news?
Who on earth is going to force me to sleep?
Who is going to reassure me after I've cried my brains out?
Who is going to make fun of my mandarin song singing?
Who is going to sing out of tune as I do my work?
Who is going to dance like an idiot with me in the room?
Who am I going to lecture to study and do work and get off the laptop/tv?
Who am I going to pin down and scare to hell out of with my ''massage offers''?
Who is going to plan all that scary pranks just to get me back for posting on her facebook wall?
Who am I going to quarrel with and yet be assured that we'll still be friends at the end of the day?
Who is going to come with me to starbucks/old town to study? More like get distracted, really.
Who is going to obsessively play doodle find with me?
Who am I going to take stupid nonsensical videos with?
and seriously, who is going to remind me to put on a shirt?
If I ever leave the house half naked. It's all on you.

I don't know how am I to say goodbye to you tomorrow.

I know I'm gonna see you guys again. But just that with you guys gone, boarding just won't be the same.

Goodbye ain't never easy. But with you two, I'm gonna make sure goodbye isn't forever either.