Wednesday, November 4, 2009

extra lessons..

~Bookworms are nerds?? I agree with that before, but as I read from the magazine early in this morning, I changed my mind. Recently, psychology researchers discovered that frequent fiction readers possessed stronger social abilities than the non-readers. They said, reading fiction could help enhance your social skills. Actually, I didn’t comprehend so much why they said so..he4.
*(grinning) so, the moral of this story is don’t judge a book by its cover but its price instead..he4.

~Are you aquaholic? If you always want to go to the ladies or gents every an hour, you are having a big problem buddies. Sorry to say that you are one of the aquaholic’s team. Don’t get offended. Aquaholics do exist guys. The conditions are when you drink over 5 liters of water a day and you felt uneasy when you can’t get a glass of water. So, just take around 2 liters of liquid daily. The moral of this is that, Math is crucial...

~It’s hard to believe someone, isn’t it? But, in certain condition you should. Last Friday, I went back home (Malacca) as I want to fulfill my precious time with my beloved mum before she performs her Hajj. So, I took a bus at the Pudu station, just like before but it doesn’t happen that way.. The story starts here..

*Monolog..The bus should be here right now..(keep looking at my late father’s phone to know what is the time now) I should by a watch..10 minutes early!! I taught I’m late..don’t panic2..read a message from zue whom the one that need to wait for the 2nd ktm..*grinning..(To pretend that I’m not miss the bus)

6.40pm..Should I wait or not..should I ? shouldn’t ? should I ? shouldn’t ? My mind stuck right now..A few minutes ago..There is a man, I think around 20s maybe approaching me..*don’t woo me..yuuh..

XY : looks like you already miss the bus..I just saw double-daker bus left and you are late for 10 minutes..

me: (showing face of disbelieve)..

XY : I can change your ticket but 5 ringgit for my kindness..Saya bukan ah Long..saya nak tolong..

me: *(His dialect. gotcha! I knew already he’s Kelantanist.) If you want to help me, no need asking me for the 5 rggt..huh..

XY : cmnile klo nk survive..

It’s hard for me to make a prompt decision..A lot of quest in my mind..rolling like a roller coster # can I trust him?should I wait for another 10 minutes?do I have 5 rggt in my purse? Is it the way how people want to steal my purse when I open my beg? Should I call my mum right now?nope..I don’t want her worry about me…Buy another ticket..oh! that could be expensive then..so with Bismillah and hope that he will get me off the hook..

Me : okay..

Luckily, it did happened just like he said and thanks to him. Even I don’t know his name but his face will not eludes me...and I heard from the bus driver that my bus left early..*mumbling..the driver should follow the schedules..huh..still,it’s not my fault..so the moral of this story is that make sure there’s some money with you..at least 5 rggt

~I’m wondering what she is doing right now.erm..I miss her...One thing I want to do is as I see her after a month and a few days perform Hajj, kiss her and clutch her hand like before..

~gud luck to zue for the incoming exam..