A Blog at Narita

Eighteen days flew by crazilly fast. Here I am now, at Narita airport. Talking to Kenneth last night made me realized that there are several important people in my life. I will contact those people whenever I come to HK. And it's a pleasure for them because a friend from far away remember them, at least Kenneth thinks it that way. I wish Char thinks the same too.

Before getting on the flight, I was trying so hard to contact Char. Due to the promise I made at our last sight, I had to call him again before I leave. I decided not to bug him too late last night cos the "the Toad Prince" show was a little too attractive to pull me away from the TV. Then I called in the morning, nobody picked up the phone. I prayed to God, please make this a good conversation between us. With a depressing mood, I called Fei Lam instead while rushing to the gate. I had 5 minutes left. Talking to Fei Lam was relaxing. He is always supporting and decides the best for me, except on a vball court. We are always opponents, so he wants to beat me instead. Anyways, I boarded the flight after hanged up with him. Still thinking if I should call him, Char. Okay, I will give it a last try. Nobody picks up at the office. Let's try the cell. FINALLY, somebody picked up the phone. And that was exactly the voice I had been longing for.

Thank God it was a nice chat, no long enough though. I had so much to say, but I didn't have a chance. When I heard the captain started talking, I guess I said the most important phrase of the whole conversation. "I will miss you very much." I laughed, he chunkled. Is he gonna to take it seriously? Or a joke? The thing is, when Kenneth mentioned that it was a pleasure for people who heard anything from me when I came to HK, I was thinking, would he think it's a pleasure? Is he happy to meet me when I come to HK? Here are the things I planned to tell him/talk about at our last phone call today but I didn't do so: most importantly THANK him for the buffet dinner he took me, ask him about which church he goes to, if he receives the birthday card I send him almost every year, all these years we have been knowing each other.

Now the first topic was simply because I forgot to do so at every single chance I had. And I still forgot about it this time. I shall remind myself.

I remember he mentioned about his religion last year. He is a catholic as well. Yesterday I sneaked out to Sunday mass when I got one hour break with nobody home. I went to the church at Aberdeen. In the middle of the mass, I thought of him. May be he come to the same church since he lives at Aberdeen. And I sincerely wish that he is a catholic who goes to church every Sunday. That's the least he should do.

He has never said anything about the birthday card I sent him. So does it mean he doesn't receive it? Or does it mean he doesn't appreciate it? It will be so depressing if it's the latter. Don't worry, I will keep mailing. Remember I said I will miss him very much?

All these years we have been knowing each other. It's amazing. I found it amazing that I still contacted him even though I was in a relationship for these years. Since he is Prof Lai's researcher, he probably has known me for a very long time, but I only started noticing him 1998, the year I left Hong Kong. We have known each other for 8 years. At that time, he was the only reason I didn't want to leave. However, I doubt that we would become that close if I didn't leave. 8 years, he has seen me growing up from a little girl, through the golden years of a girl, and now starting to get old. I wonder what kind of the change he sees in me. For him, I can only see the exact same person, working at the same place, volunteering for the same organization. For these 18 days, I met him 3 times, first time for the blood collection, second time for the buffet dinner and finally the report. I enjoy every single second we had together. Sometimes, I will be too worried about the next second. I would wish the night to end here so to make it perfect. How stupid of me. Surprisingly, I dislike something about him. He is like being an alcoholic in my situation. Not only it won't help with the condition, it will make it worse. See he is a bad patient himself.

For a person who has a very special status in my heart, I keep him there with guards. (no...i didn't mean to lock him up, just miss him :P)