NBKNN. =x I MISSED 2 CONSECUTIVE BUSES! wah lao i stepped out of house and was at the bus-stop at around 7.20am. Guessed what.. i reached the lecture room at 8.30am. Boarded the 3rd bus jiu suan le.. that bus driver kept asking ppl to squeeze in while it's already so crowded just to let one or two commuters to board the bus. Kaos! FULL TO THE BRIM MEANS FULL LIAO STILL TI-TI SQUEEZE AND STOP AT EVERY BUS-STOP. zzz... just couldn't understand. Like that the bus driver will make the ppl reaching their destination late okays. It's better to let those who cannot board the bus wait for the next one than to waste the time stopping at each bus shelter and order ppl to move inwards. BROKE RECORD LAR. argghh.

Econs lecture. Erm...no one's listening to him. lols..=/ The lecturer spoke super slow alright..sian. Then was the eng tutorial. Quite alot ponned school today.

After school had lunch with Xinying and Stacey. Xinying ordered McChicken while Stacey and I bought McSpicy. Despite knowing that the McSpicy was extremely hot, we still took the challenge together. Then Stacey said we were friends so we "you nan tong dang"[suffer together] then suan-ed Xinying for not eating the same meal. Hahs... then i added,"Our friendship "bu zhi wu mao qian" [not even worth 50 cents!] Then she gave the ke lian look.. lols.

Oh man... i managed to finish the set meal. yays. ((: but i gulped two cups of coke because Xinying poured her drink to mine. lols. Anyway, she's abit pa jiao and pa stamp. ROFL. Don't believe? See below:




Hahahas..xinying if you see this you have to admit your eyes are abit.. ermmm...hehs. =P

We were chatting about our clique. It's going to split sooner or later. hahs... is that so? I think so.

Then home sweet home. x)

After that Kenneth told me he's sick. Get well soon. Nowadays it's very humid and it's easy to fall sick. Take care ehhs..

Tmr's vesak day. yays can rest at home. =)
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The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down.

And if that weren't enough to ruin my day, a young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with great excitement, "Look at what I found!"

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, with its petals all worn, not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with overacted surprise, "It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too. That's why I picked it. Here, it's for you."

The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."

But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, he held it midair without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time that weed toting boy could not see. He was blind.

I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun as I thanked him for picking the very best one. "You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play, unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.

I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see the problem was not with the world. The problem was with me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that's mine.

And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose and smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand about to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
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The most beautiful flower...