If I were the beautiful lady from the weather forecast segment on TV3, I would give out weather reports to Malaysians based on my humanly instincts (assume that my instincts are rational)..for today, my instincts tell me that it isn't going to rain, just a few trickles would do, just to aid the formation of rainbows later at noon :DD How pleasant that would be, wouldn't it?haha :DD
Hmm...I'm still focused on going to Putrajaya today for my 'date' with Hilda to see hot air balloons, but my brother is still sprawled like an old veteran on his bed. Is he, or isn't he going to work today? The latter would destroy my chance of meeting Hilda, of course, but thanks to my 18 year-old mature consciousness kicking in, I'll accept anything that Allah has fated for me; if, if I were fated on not being able to go today, perhaps it is for my own good..I mean, who knows what danger that I would have to encounter out there- Wangsa Maju isn't quite a dream place to live for a peace-loving citizen like me, you know..it has had black histories of it's own.
Eh?I think I'm hearing my brother going into the bathroom.
Last night, my best friend, Nurul called. We had a 'I-haven't-heard-from-you-for-such-a-long-time' talk, and it was great; I felt safe, and it felt similarly like hugging an old bantal busuk- comfortable and just being myself. I hope Nurul takes care of herself well. I don't want another friend to be engulfed by shadows. Talk later, then. :|
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| I miss my friends. |
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