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i miss the snow
i miss the times we congregated in one room n gossiped
i miss the prank calls we would make 'qing wen yao zhao mei nu ma'
i miss the morning calls we would get at 7am in the morning n only be down for breakfast at 0745
i miss the times we would run along the streets of Beijing after shopping as if we were in the amazing race in fear of being late or elminated
i miss the times we would stretch out our hands to welcome the flakes of pretty snow we often dun see
i miss the many coach rides we sat
i miss the times we would juz conk out during the bus rides and end up on camera thanks to chua
i miss the times we played who what huh wif all the outrageous forfeits
i miss the xue bi we often drank
i miss the thick clothing we had to wear
i miss the mist coming out frm our mouth
i miss our vball coach n trainings back there
i miss the kind of interaction we had wif each other
i miss the times where we had to bargain like nobody's world and risked being hacked to death by an axe
i miss the times we sit in a table and turn Lazy Susan to get our food
i miss the lame funny times we had
i miss the beijing accent where we could imitate very well
i miss Beijing
Nothing comes Nothing goes
it was a wonderful experience
and i would want to relive it again