It's a wonderful day today.
I woke up from a dream again. I couldn't remember the details... but vauguely it seemed like a dream to a nitemare. the last part i remember was when i saw the hp display screen was me a picture of me sleeping. it was as thou i was dead. and it seemed really scary. I woke up with a pretty sore body that couldn't be pushed to sit up. It was a while before i finally woke up but decided it was even too late to attend the 12.30 lesson.
So packed my lappie and stuff and prepared for school. Went to eastpoint to collect my 1st batch of lomo photos. sad. it didn't turn out well. I only got 8 photos?! 'coz the rest was overexposed. Shit! shouldn't have taken it out before winding everything into place. Gosh. and i paid like $9 for it. Was really a great disappointment. According to my admired idol in some middle east country... i remembered him saying, " the eye is primary and the tool is secondary." i din believe that my lomo was bad... was it my eyes then... but it din exactly turned out the way i liked it... and i dun think i like the guy deveoping my photos. i mus get better!
On the train:
was so tired i was slept almost throughout the entire time to boon lay. My bag was huge, and I remembered this girl (probably a uni student like me) when she sat and bumped a little unto me, she said, " sorry." the words were like so aloof. and the next moment when i woke up, she was moving a seat over to the corner when there was a space.
On the 179 bus:
I just came and sat there. Then this guy just came and sat right beside me... on the seats that were more like the train and not the two seaters. it was a very strange feeling. I felt a little uncomfortable at first... but it got a little better as the trip proceeded. it was weird. it was the first time i felt so close to a stranger. not as in physically. but i seemed to be able to see his breathing...like u know how guy's chest moves when they breathe 'coz they breathe pretty hard sometimes. and then it was like, i could feel his heart beating.
it's not like those romance novels.
but it's just a very basic, down-to-earth human interaction. one that requires no words at all. and the very fact that probably we were dressing quite alike...berms and t-shirt and both carrying our laptops... just amplifies the fact that this human connection can be so simple.
I got off at my stop. and it's just simply wonderful when it comes to my mind...
how being alone and coming together is just as perfect as the way God made it.
charon