I guess that masak-masak sessions Amy and I have been having brings a lil of home into our lives here in Melbourne. And of course the old school toasted bread/butter/sugar combo we have in the wee hours of the morning while watching the World Cup... (bad bad Amy!! See laaa, now I asyik nak makan yang sedap sedap! Ish! hehehehe...)
** Ouhhh!!! We're going to have a picnic at Docklands, with NASI LEMAK! hehehe.. we cooked sambal sotong, chicken rendang and ikan bilis with tempeh and onions. mwahahaha!!! yummm!!!
But the thing I miss about home is the ever ready hugs and cuddles. I get them, alot of Amy.. (thanks girl...) But somehow, its not the same. Maybe because, back home, I get them in bulks. Or maybe the fact that, sometimes, I can just go up to someone and just cuddle. I do that with Kev, Fabian and sometimes, Jason. Whenever, I need a guy cuddle, all I had to do was a dash of manja-ness (and sometimes a few sprinkles of "happiness") and just put my arms around them, and voila, the cuddle. I do that with Grandpa when he's around too but a handful of manja-ness and no "happiness". I do that with my guys. My men. But I don't have anyone here. No "understanding guy friend" (Kev), no "girlfriend" (Fabian), no Babyboy (Jason) and no Grandpa.
I know I'll get unlimited cuddles, hugs and snuggles when I see my baby in November (and I can't wait!). But the thought that it's something I'm missing for 9 months out of a year is no walk in the park. There are times when things are so shitty that you know for a fact that it would not go away in a short period of time, but that cuddle somehow makes it more bearable.
I remember the cuddles I got from Ah Neh, Babyboy and even Shag on that painful night at Bangsar Park... and it things felt a lil more bearable... and the hugs from Dee and Layka... made things a lil better somehow.
I think, personally, the power of the hug is.. God's way of love amongst his people.
And the kisses...
**While playing Cho Tai Tee at Amy's, last week I think... we were listening to her Itunes and guess what song came out.. "Two Become One" by the Spice Girls. Hahahaha. It brought back memories of my very first kiss... all the way back to Dec 1997. Oh man! That's almost like 9 years ago! I remember me not liking it at first but after awhile, when I got a hang of it, I started liking it and at the end of the day, it became addictive... hahaha. And yea, like the movie, I had my first kiss with some background music going on... and Spice Girls was it. *blush* Back to my entry...
Forehead kisses I get from Grandpa, Uncle Shaugn, Fabian, Rinesh (yes, my very first ahneh who's now study LAW!!!!! omg!!! hehe) and Kev.. is something I miss.
But what I really really miss are kisses on the lips.. The kind that sends shock waves through your veins, pumps more blood through your heart, your knees buckle and your head gets all fuzzy. I can't wait for November...
Baby is on his way back to NZ.. and is now on the plane flying over Australia to Chrischurch and will be arriving at 10am (NZ time). I miss him so much! Everytime I see him online, I wish I could just reach out and touch him... Oh well.. I guess all these missing is going to make November (and generally the whole summer break) much more interesting. =) eeee... excited-nyer aku!
I better go sleep now.. picnic tomorrow! yay! Will post up pics.. if there's going to be any la k? =P
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