19 more days... timetable was an absolute slack, which is good. van's back. i cheered up a little, trying to wake myself up from dreaming. the usual meeting with denise at the bus stop was fun. school was as usual, so eager to fill up our homework list.
ha.. one weird thing happened this morning, ''excuse me, has 88 left already?'' '' yes..'' ''just?'' '' about a min ago..'' '' ok thank you.'' that wasnt it. the guy continued the conversation... every sentence ending with the exact same words ''...all the old men take their time'' i was helpless but just nod and smile at him. and gosh, did i mentioned his breath.. was awful. first thing that came out from his mouth was the smell of milk. ugh. i wanted to puke at that time, not that i dun like milk but it was just disgusting. and at the end.. he even said ''see you again soon, happy new year!'' and he happily boarded the bus.
again? soon? omg. should have followed my instincts to take the earlier train.
___ will be coming home late tmr. some tournament to watch.. sigh. least mel's coming. tmr will be a day closer...
clumsy cos i'm falling in love...
