the four right chords can make me cry

mooncakes.

i really miss beng. was really touched that he still cares about us, even after so many years, that he even bothered to buy ice cream mooncakes for us, and come all the way down to deliver them. he will always be my da ge. he used to write to us and encourage us, buy us stuff he knows we like, call us up from australia to make sure we were ok, listen to my petty 15 year old kid problems. i see him next to never, but when i do, i'm so happy that i'm skipping like a lamb.

he makes me remember the better part of those days, when things were starting to get better. those days when it was me, ben, kenny and kel, of guitars and slacking in school. growing up in the youth group. eating ice cream at the top of the carpark. the days when i was everybody's little girl and they would pat me on the head.

the swensen's vanilla and sunflower ice cream mooncake rocks.

posted by beckyboo @ 11:05 AM