i ain't nice to you for a particular reason.

i'm nice cause i choose to be. period.

and as for you, it was really awkward the way you stared, so i shall not think about it for now. really, maybe not for a long time to come. not till it starts to defy logic once again.

i'm shelving those plans for now.

it doesn't change the fact you first appeared to the world on that day.

i was 3, at most 6 inches away from it.
to a physics person dealing with atoms, that's miles apart.
to a musician, that probably doesn't mean anything at all, apart from how far the cellist is from the viola player.
to an accountant, it's probably the thickeness of 2 audit books.

so honestly, i ain't blaming you for what you think. you are anyone. i'm myself. so yeah.

after much deliberation,
and also talking to people with more experience,

i'm settling for the Honda Cb400 Super4.
probably Spec II or Spec III. depending on availability.

for now, i'm going to look on the bright side of life,
there's popiah for dinner, after which i'm heading back to hostel.

it's her birthday today by the way, yeah, the country's.

there're some boys who make good boyfriends,
and others who make good husbands.

till that time where one is both,
i see no point.

i'm running from reality, but if that's my reality, who are you to say anything?

i felt a great grief.
whoever said you can only feel the hurt for those you knew obviously fail to realise this sorta pain.

i've moved out.
i've moved in.

Thank You for Your providence.
Amen.

i think i'm mad to be up at this time. yes it's 5 in the morning.
i'll be driving later, so i'm going to need liquid gold that comes from cherry seeds. haha.

take care you all out here, cause i'm heading west.