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  • Leaving for vietnam and our little adventure at Bukit Timah Hill

    Thursday, May 04, 2006

    I gave him a hug at the entrance of the departure hall. My eyes stayed glued. As he walked through the counter, he gave a final wave and slowly, he disappeared into the midst of departuring crowd. I controlled and yes, no tears were shed. But the emotions were overwhelming me. I was suddenly being thrown back to the night of 17th March. The night when my last bestie left for Aussie. I cried at BK but there was him, consoling me and lending me his shoulders to lean on.



    This time, i was all alone.



    I don't wanna cry. I told myself not to. Took a walk at the airport and to the viewing mall. Most part of the viewing mall is currently under construction. I have no idea if that was his plane i was looking at. I was praying hard. Hoping that his plane was not situated at the restricted part of the viewing mall. There were two SQs and one M'sia airline. Waited till 3.05pm when an SQ started reversing. I was pretty sure that was his flight. It was barely 10mins when the plane took off. By then, reality hit me that he was no longer in Singapore.



    Pacing down the walkway of Changi Airport viewing mall, i took a quick glance at the glass panels and thought of the past. On the day that cindy left, Mel was filming some clips with her cameo. There was this clip where she was filming into the glass panels. And everyone shadows were captured in the clip. I remembered everyone being in high spirits. The sound of our slippers echoed in the hallway as we walked to the viewing mall.



    Now as i looked into that same glass panels again, those silhouettes that i saw on that day slowly vanishes. And really, i miss everyone, especially him.



    ; lunch at Mac
    We were so deprived of sleep and food.

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    ; His airplane to Saigon. SQ178

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    On Labour Day, we went up Bukit Timah Hill. It was simply fabulous. The mid-morning walk was humid. But the heat and sweat meant nothing to us as we were dressed comfortably in our running gear. The slopes were pretty steep and he challenged me to run upslope. I was, of course, breathless by the time i ran mid-way. But that dude was able to go on. What can i say? Racing against a runner from the Navy Elite team is Mission Impossible.



    We reached the summit pretty quickly. Nothing facinating actually. To leave the summit, there were two ways. One, walk down the slope. Two, walk down the steep stairs. We tried the stairs. It was my virgin experience walking these stairs and seriously, my fear and anxiety had rendered me really helpless. I held his hand tightly for fear of losing balance. And really, given that i have flat foot, i wonder how i survived gymnastics last time.



    I was curious about the terrains at the Hill. He mentioned that the navy divers used to train in the terrains. Supposedly filled with mud, water, mosquitoes, webs and huge boulders. I didnt bother much about this. We chose "Catchment Path" and the route was extremely slippery. We walked deeper and deeper into the terrain until we lost sight of the entrance where we came in from. Time seemed to pass real slowly as i struggle to keep myself balance. Yknow, it was kind of frightening as one slip can cause me to roll down the forest. The rocks were algae-infested by the way. That moment, i realise that we were all alone in the terrain. No one else.



    He held me even tightly as on two occasions, i slipped a little. "Catchment Path" supposed to lead us OUT of Bukit Timah Hill but guess what, we came to a dead end. Yes, we were sort of lost. Anyway, he refused to walk further as lying ahead of me were huge boulders filled with algae and water. Sorry, i just dont want to die as yet. We made a reverse and fortunately, we got out of that terrain. I made the decision to walk down through the main road. At least, it seemed safer (:



    ; After our little "adventure"

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    A little shoutout to Melissa Ooi. Sorry. My post is kind of delayed.
    Happy Belated 21st girl!

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