Flying Made

F.C.U.K

It's been a tiring day. Waking up in the morning to find both eyes were very hard to compromise. I was better to have them half open rather than half closed, which made it hard for me to part with my modest bed ... so I prefered lying still on the bed. I had been involved in a cheerful conversation the previous night which was interrupted since the other party's phone was running out of battery and realized that it was time to sleep. The whole conversation had been a great moment, sadly speaking though, it wasn't ended in a high note =(.

I was lying still on the bed ... hoping to sleep longer until the sun shine thouched my butt. However, I had no choice but to wake up, the world was calling me *lol. In my head while I was asleep, there was an old man appearing and he said, "If you don't wake up ... , software with high quality won't be able to be delivered to the customers. And thus, there won't be world peace". Pissed me off. I just showed him a finger of mine (not the pinky, nor the ring, nor the thumb, nor the fore) and woke up from my bed.

Starting of the day with a low morale... and it became lower only to find out that in the office I was relocated to a small tiny little cube where which my PC already occupies half of it... and the other half would be used to rest my bumps =p.

The best cure of a shitty day is going back home and play the guitar. Tune the guitar, connect it to the speaker, turn the speaker's volume knob to the maximum, start playing ... then you'll forget your weariness. My friend described this kind of feeling as: orgasmic (A similar point of intensity of emotional excitement). Anyways, upon finishing the office, I had no other destination than home.

The nature didn't help me much as it was raining as I was walking from the train station to my safe nest. From there, to reach my flat, I need to walk in an open space before crossing a road with a traffic light which could make me wet because of the rain. Again, no choice. As traffic light was still green, I decided to wait until it turned red and planned to run (to minimalise the amount of water I was gonna received from the rain). So I waited... flipped a brochure that I'd just got from a lady who distributed it near train station. Unexpectedly, there was a man, in his thirties, passing by. He happened to bring an umbrella and asked me if I wanted to cross the street as well. Cooll... so I jumped in and we shared an umbrella. He brought a load of stuff in his left hand, so I offered a hand to bring some of his stuff, while his right hand was holding the umbrella.

We involved in an informal conversation. I introduced my name after he introduced his. Though it was a light topic that we talked about while crossing the road, his little help has made my day. He said he just bought so much stuff as his girlfriend is coming over from Thailand to visit him (i kindda guess that they wanna celebrate valentine's day together, haha). I replied by saying that I just returned back from having lots of fun in Bangkok =p.

Haha... can't imagine that a passer-by has made my day. No wonder there's a saying, "A small act of kindness goes a long way". Hmm... so worry not, if I have another shitty day, then I'll just look up for any passer-by. Chances are he's gonna make and not break my day.. =D.