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went thru the astro guide the other day…. a  story on asha gill…. and she mentioned something bout being geographically challanged… and that’s why, my dear million, u can’t blame me entirely on that thing bout me on our trip to ipoh…. sob sob.. my ears are still ringing with the all the bashings that day… so there no more mr blur on the road k, it’s considered as sensitive issue…. it’s kinda good to know that i’m not the only one suffering from this handicap but it’s still a disconcerting reminder that someday, i’ll have to venture into the unknown on my own… waaaaaaaa but lifes goes on, or so we thought….

still on the same topic ( i like to think it is so ;P ) … i was on my way back to kelantan… in a bus… bus mutiara… 9pm to 5am….seat no.3 and right there sitting comfortably beside me…. was the most beautiful thing i’d ever seen in my whole blessed life….. thank u god…. a girl (well not actuall a thing is it) wearing baby blue long sleeved shirt… and a white tudung….. oh wow, she’s just… perfect….. all along the way i was trying my best to look good :p and all macho and all…. and making up all this ‘approaching’ moves in my mind:

"ei, where r u headed" (knowing that she’s heading for Machang form her conversation with the bus driver)

"are u cold?"

"want sum of this?"

"i’m sooo bored, would u mind if we talked?"

and sooo many more one-sided dialogues…. all the time hoping that one of those dialogues might somehow popped right out in the open without me having to open my mouth… and there were times when i was brave enough to say sumthing, she’s soundly slumbering there, her face right at me, all cuddly and all, like a koala bear, newborn, and fluffy…… hehehe…..darn that comfortable head rest!… yaya, i know it’s pathetic…. but i’ll bet u’ll be in the same grooves if u were in my shoes……

if only i were brave enough……. i would have known her name, or better yet i could have had her number…… hmmmm all that hard work (using ur mind to imagine things is hard work u know!) 8 hours gone to nothing… like the amber of a great flame fades into the myst of nothingness… gone like the night’s air.. cold, sooo cold that it can freeze a kitten to death… a silent death….

grrrrrrr

if only……

but…. yes there’s always a but….. maybe she deft (she can hear the bus driverright tho), or dumb (she can answer him well too)…. or maybe she has a crooked nose…. since i’m also optically-challanged at night….xeroftalmia as they say it…… ya i think that’s it, god wanna giv me the best and she’s not the one…. yes… i’ll take that… a statement of a big loser…. at least i can get her outta my system… owh that soft n cuddly voice……. that fair and radiant face…… that long and tiny fingers…. that….

nevermind…..

this is the new begining….next time i see her… i’ll be extra miang… hehehehhehhe… owh that eyes….. ;p

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