Going Home...

I am going back home for the first time in six months (it did not feel that long, that's for sure!) and it's the only thing I could think of these days. Well, not really. I don't fancy the luggage and everything I need to carry with me but yes, I do want to get home..ASAP.



I miss my dad and his constant reminder that we should be watching movies. I miss my mom's home cooked dinner. I miss Ebon and his whole family especially my pamangkin whose fragrance I will surely bring back here in Singapore if I could just to keep her close. I miss Baby and her many moods and secrets. I miss Aaron and his many words of wisdom...or his search for them.



I miss going to mcdonalds without thinking much of what to order because you could afford it. I miss going to the movies at a moment's notice just because a new movie is out. Or if watching a movie becomes too frequent, watching it again with a friend who needs company watching it. Here, i have not seen the insides of a movie house yet.



I miss going out for dinners and having coffee and dessert in yet another place...without ending up broke. I miss spending all that is left of my account without thinking about the rent, the grocery and PUB.



I miss having the option of phoning any friend at any day in the week and just escaping to the comforts of a coffeeshop and chat the night away.



I miss having my mom, dad, my siblings wait for my coming back home...and despite their "unhappiness" with my going home late (yet again) they would listen to my stories of the day and end up laughing.



I miss going to the dentist when I need to , or the haircutter, or the manicurist, or my doctor...without feeling like I am being ripped off because of their exorbitant prices.



I miss riding the jeep, the bus, the mrt (ok, i'll exclude Antipolo's tricycle here for obvious reasons) without wincing at the price of the fare. I miss hailing a taxi just because I feel like it.



There are many more I miss. Singapore I realize is a very similar place to Manila...but all the little things make a difference. There is really no place like home.