Monday, December 10, 2007
Visited Terminal 3 with family and relatives on Sunday. It is huge, really huge.
Took the skytrain to T1 and 2. The staff canteen in t1 had been renovated. The Malay chicken rice auntie still recognise me and charged me at staff price. Hahaa.
It's a kinda weird feeling where you walk around the place that you once knew inside out to be somewhere foreign now...
The place where i used to hang out and eat snake. The place where i turned from tan to fair... The place where i used to buy Macdonalds hotcakes ever so frequently. The place where i get my dao huay drink... The place where i watched MTV and owned the movie theatre... The place where i slogged til midnight during the Barbie doll Event.. The place where i made friends with the airport police..
The place where i learnt about security secrets and get to see movie stars and singers way before their fans...
The place where i saw him when he came back from his internship...The place where i saw aeroplanes and thought about the "him" away...
Nostalgia for the good old days.
Inhaling the same air with a different feel.
posted @ Monday, December 10, 2007
