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Wednesday, January 18, 2006

+ My, My....

As i look at the lines of failure that's before me, i questioned myself.. "what have i done to deserve this.." Looking ahead, there's no chance of freedom i muttered silently. I am disappointed with myself, for not being smart enough to act fast. All thats left is me and the confined space that i had tried to seek comfort. I should have known better..

The cellphone played a familiar Madonna tune. I opened my heavy eyes to find that the alarm worked. it beeped 0645hrs. "think another 5 minutes should do no harm. anyways, i'll wake up eventually what..." the devil spoke to me. serve me right for listening to that freak. before i know it, i woke up to the orchestra of noisy vehicles beating traffic.

O' SHIT! "NoNoNo!! Not again DAC!" i yelled to myself and did the King Kong.

Time check: 0745hrs. Just great. i never fail to heed that devilish bastard's words.

No time to waste (or beat myself up), I fixed myself in a jiffy and left the entrance of my crib forty-five minutes later.

Missed the earlier bus. (Oh Well)

Waited in anticipation for the next one.. 5 mins later, i glee at the sight of bus no. 25. Good start, i hope.

Upon reaching the station, i looked up it says - Next Train to Boon Lay: 2 mins. The groggy driver refused to release us and carelessly waited behind another bus so that he'll pull to a stop at the front line.

Thank you, i told him.

Boarded the train 4 mins later. Life could not have been any better for me la ok... The guy in blue polo tee standing on my right comfortably laid his ass on my hips and the lady next to me boobed me on my left arm. i sighed as i come into terms with the situation im in. i look ahead and the only thing that separates me from the outside world is the guy in stripes standing slightly more than 1 inch away from me.... sigh~