January has been about unusual chilly mornings. It's one of those days when I clad myself with knitted winter wear to school. It was an instant spirit lift when I reached for the door, pulled it open and I hear the howling wind. I love being embraced by the cool wind early in the morning. Today, I decided to head up to the upper deck of 179A to school. I felt so close to the trees. I love how the leaves sway with the wind and how some of it brushed against the window panes of the bus. It's so beautiful. Then, it struck me. I haven't actually spent time to enjoy the nature as it is. School's all about air-con, lectures, canteens, computer labs and all indoor activities. I miss the big warm sun. I miss working out in the morning with all my classmates in the past. I miss waking up early just for PE. I miss running with a growling stomach and laughing so loudly when we played Tchouk Ball. While the chilly mornings still last, I will take every opportunity to enjoy the coldness that I know will be gone very soon.