when I no longer have it

The anticipation was not within my capability. I thought I could treat my Kenyon's memories as a reminder for me to simply be even more grateful. Yet, I did not know that I would start missing that second-home of mine this early.. I am studying at Ubaya's library and wished that I could be there-- at Multimedia Room where I used to work, do homework, sometimes webcaming with R, or even secretly eating my afternoon snack. I miss that table next to the window, near the clock, eating oatmeal sunny side up egg bacon and sriracha plus skimmed milk as my bfast, eating gross lunches, uncooked rice that I always complained about, delicioso ribs.. I miss Kenyon's dinning hall. Peirce Dinning hall-- where I eat, I meet friends and socialize, study like hell, go for Philander Phling, wait cheerfully for the midnight bfast.. My messy dorm. Nothing beats the feeling of contentment of being in my tiny and messy dorm. Books everywhere covering the floor, navy blue bed cover and blanket, piled laudry, desk with my almost-24hr-online laptop, and my most fave one: the view through my window during snow shower. Science quad was my boyfriend, of whom I had a love-hate relationship with. I loved that square of knowledge and curiosity of the so-called nerds and geeks of teh Hill. Always enjoyed, sometimes hated, walking there for classes-- depends whether I was in the mood or not, or whether I was done with hw or not, or whether I had big exam for another class. Chem dept, how I miss sleeping in your common room on the 4th floor lol. I miss Sally too, my science soulmate. Can't imagine my Junior&Senior semesters without her. Walking to the post office, while listening to my ipod, watching the autumn leaves fall gracefully, say hi to friends who are walking/ cycling, pretend not seeing some others, sending packages and receiving cards.. make me smile. When the day is hot and hard, buckeye classic from the bookstore ice cream parlor will be a luxurious treatment for myself. Oh, I forgot that I hadnt submit my classes registration form-- stopping by the Registrar then.. Study, eat, making a lot of friends, doing my laundry, working at the library, study at wherever-I0feel-like-studying, meeting with professors, going to classes, picking up parcels, lazying around in my room, taking a long hot shower, KACing, Kenyon.. I miss my life there. So much.