Went out of Engin at 3. Reached Science by 3.15pm and got back my blue pen from Mr Law's pencil case. Said bye, and off I went… wandering…
Wandered to the bus stop. 198 arrived. As usual, leave it to the buses. I don't get myself lost easier. Not in Singapore. Took it. And the bus broke down near Parc Oasis. I was enjoying the nice aircon and sleep, with my MP3 volume at 12, and I had to get down. Spoiler.
But it was not that bad. There was another 198 behind the moment I alighted from the broken down bus. Had to stand a bit before there were seats, as it was a single deck one. Partially lost the sleeping momentum. Spoiler.
Reached JP by 4.15pm. Jalan jalan abit. Nothing much. I did not know why I was there. I think, I was there just to get a VCD. Did not really walk alot. I was like, walking for the sake of walking. I was still thinking of where to go after getting the VCD. Walked up to Popular, and grabbed some pens. I even went into Harvey Norman. Nothing.
Called home, and realised that mom's not cooking, and so, I bought back curry and rice. Fish curry, chicken curry, and pork rib curry. Nothing much. And the time then was 4.55pm. I chose to take MRT back. On reaching the 143 bus stop, I only had to wait a while before the bus came. And around 5 minutes ago, I remembered seeing one that's being driven out of the interchange.
Yes. Transportation is a breeze, when you want it otherwise…
I did not know what I was trying to do. I am still thinking… What? Why? Who? When?
It's another end of semester. An ending. An ending that requires another fresh start. Fresh starts mean that, everything will be back to square one. I don't want that to happen. But… can I not, I wonder?
I guess, sometimes, things are like flying a kite. You have to know when to let the string slacken, and when to pull it tight. Pulling and letting go can let the kite fly to a greater height. Pulling it too hard, and the string snaps, and all will depend on luck. If you are lucky enough, the kite remains up there. If not, it will come crashing down. It's random movement.
Uncertainties…
I think, I can be quite easily affected by things, even though I may not show it on my face. Or rather, I show a different face. Very few people are able to interpret it correctly. Only pros, very observant, and really care, will be able to see through…
But then, not knowing, is a blessing. Knowing is a curse. Some things are better left unknown.
And now, time to take a look at another of Jay's songs.
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Nice also, this song…. wow…