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Friday, September 08, 2006

Boarded the 913 bus where I met this curly-haired and chubby indian lady and her nerdy-looking son. I was staring blankly at the window when I heard someone said "Excuse me..". I turned to the opposite side and then realised that the indian lady was actually talking to me. She and her son were sort of lost. She asked me whether the bus would head to the checkpoint or not. I had to explain to her a few times because she didn't quite catch what I said. Then, she started a conversation. Most of the time, I just smiled and nodded my head to what she was saying. Oh yarh, she thought that I was in secondary 2 or 3 and she said that I look young and didn't seem to look like I'm a secondary 5 student. I gladly took that as a compliment and I began to smile to myself..haha. When I was about to alight, she said goodbye. I like her, she's friendly..hehe. I settled at the exact spot as yesterday's when I was at the library. I didn't have the time to do maths. I only managed to study for social studies. About ten minutes to nine, I went to the lavatory. While washing my hands, I heard someone exclaimed,"Is anyone in there?!". I knew that it must be one of those staffs of the library. So, I quickly dried my hands and rushed out. Out of the sudden, I heard my name being called in a tentative tone. I stopped and turned back. It was Ariffin and he was still drying his hands in the lavatory. I waited for him quite a distance from the male's lavatory. I felt odd standing there because from outside, I could clearly see the insides of the men's room. I didn't expect to see him there. It was mere coincidence. Like me, he was also there to mug all by himself. We talked as we walked. The both of us were starving. Ariffin suggested to eat but I didn't bring any cash with me. He said that that's alright and decided to treat me a burger ramli. I told him that sweets was working and when we passed the entrance, we took a glimpse from the outside. We saw him..then, sweets and I waved at each other. Actually, Ariffin was about to wave at him also but then sweets seemed to be in such a hurry. After buying the burgers and drink, we sat somewhere behind the mrt station and finished it. A bunch of typical malays sat next to us..Ariffin had to wait for me to finish the burger as I ate very slow. We swiftly made a move after that. At the interchange we parted. In the bus, there was this caucasian baby with blonde hair who sat infront of me. He was ohh so adorable that I could just poke his chubby cheeks (which I didn't). He smiled at me and he wanted to grab my bottle which I was holding..heh. Such a cutie pie.