i just only realised, but, this is my 1701th post.



so happy 1700.

Though not so happy today.
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I have bad luck with long bus rides home late at night.
the last time it happened wasn't so long ago-
I remembered that it was dark, and I was the only passenger left on the bus.
The bus ride was long and dreary, and the route winding.
Amidst the heartbreak and unbearableness, I did the unforgivable-

I wept. 
quietly.
Had it not been me-
Had it been a protagonist of a novel, or the lead of a play,
perhaps i would have found it moving, even poetic.

But it was me.

I promised myself i would never let it happen to me again.

Yet today i landed myself in a scenario, in such a vulnerable circumstance-
had i not stopped myself at the last minute,
history would have repeated itself.

Stupid.

really stupid.
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Mel,

You remember the time you told me about how you and lenny fought over rojak?
I think i get it now- i really do.

sometimes it's a small thing,
and guys don't think much of it at all,
what they see of their behave is just the surface,
but it speaks a thousand words, it goes miles and miles.

I know what you mean now.