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April 03, 2004
Bad Papa!
After crawling in and out of bed for the last four hours or so, I finally abandoned any real hope of sleeping and got out of bed for good. Gotta go for Ching Ming later upon Mom's bidding not because I have a particularly great affinity for the dead but because it makes the living feel better that I go.
I do think that's what life is about. A living human trying to make the other living feel better. We are stuch with the same fate, we'd better help each other out. I feel for my cousin and I feel for Mom. And I think though my presence will not make a difference, my absence definitely would.
So anyway, I met up with Best Friend who made me cry a little but we were so happy we met up and we had a really good time with tea and muffins. Silly other half got back in time before I went home too so I popped by to say hi and then I dutifully crawled home in a futile attempt to eat and sleep.
But what I really want blog about is this..
Saw Boon online and asked him if he was free in the evening to meet. For a walk around town and a chat. I guess I am always trying to duplicate life in Melbourne with my friends in Melbourne. Boon is like my papa in Melbourne. He would cook dinner for me, nag at me to study, study at the library with me and acquiesce to my whims and fancies.
He was always there for me and my strange-latenight-walking frenzies. I would just message him or call him and demand he goes walking with me! And in the middle of the night, we will prowl the deserted streets of Melbourne while rambling and ranting about anything and everything. We will go from store window to store window and he would comment if a certain dress, shoe, bag suits me or not. And we did agree it was best I hit town at a time when the stores were closed, so I couldn't do much shopping at all.
There was once I absolutely had to go running at 2am in the morning because I binged on a heavy supper. He thought I was crazy and told me not to go because it would be dangerous. But crazy crazy lainey told papa that if he doesn't go with me, I would go anyway. With a resigned sigh, he walked with me to Melb Uni's running track in pitch darkness and like an army officer, supervised my running in mock stern-ness. He said that since I made him watch me run, I had better make it worthwhile.
So just now, when he asked me why I wanted to meet up. I screamed at him.
misss u arrrrrrr!
too busy for elaine right!
what a bad papa!!
To which he smiled and laughed and so I indignantly told him,
you bad papa!
I'm going to blog about you now!
Which really quite explains this nonsensical post. :)
But yeah, I miss my papa. :p
Posted by lainey at April 3, 2004 05:01 AM