bones sinking like stones.

i just got back from shaun's place. movies were good. food was better. space was not, neither was the temperature. discussing if we should head back to shaun's place, or to somewhere else to wait till a bus was available, or just simply head home was not good also. because we ended up going home. wasting a good half hour thinking if we should do anything. and soong went off for prata without us.

moan.



i'm wondering. what makes a driver one that comes from hell? sure, we have the more obvious ones who hurl vulgarities or refuses to drive on the PIE. but the ones that talk when you do not want to talk should definitely be one of them too.

they are evil. makes you go 'yes yea ya man yehh yeeha', but when it does get silent you have to hold up on your end of the bargain and start a conversation also. to avoid the awkwardness, of course.

its the same as stopping at 2 questions when you feel that the driver ain't feelin ya and doesnt want to talk. it'll be awkward if you go on.

here, it'll be awkward if you don't go on. do you get what i'm saying?


we have been meeting so often, i've not been replying anyone or answering any call on my own. so just curse me if i've not replied within the past 8 days. it's kinda worrying that we find it hard to recall what we did just this past wednesday.

jump, has gotten a new meaning.

ice skating on sunday. its a sunny sunny day. i hope i can make it for fizah's wedding thingy before the outing.

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