Dear Nana, How long has it been? Two months? I'm not good with dates. Lol. I miss your bits and pieces. Like when I see something funny on my way to the office, I feel like nudging you because sometimes you see, but you don't really 'see' it. Or when we go for lunch on Moh. Sultan and I only can choose between bakut or that pig leg *sigh Or when I'm thinking of buying the salted sotong but of course it's too big a portion for one. And nobody seems to pick out all veggies and raisins ask me to eat the 'waste' lol I miss your 'quirkiness' which comes from your lack or perceptiveness towards your surroundings. I miss telling you my stories. The happy ones, the funny ones, the sad ones, the unimportant ones. I miss you when I'm on the long trip by 51 every Friday. Even more when I'm on my way home by taxi. Because I cannot share the fare!! Lol. I even miss your 'morning sneezes' lol. And please noted tha...
how many times should I tell you. this is N.O.T. a diary.