Feel the distance

I was in the train for an hour on my own, I got off at the right station, traveled the right direction (more like following the crowd), I took public transport, walked, tripped, stared at the bright plastic sign board, used my brain, and figured my way home, all by myself. Bangga kan?

It’s so fun to take the train, because people are so interesting.

Like the girl, who pretends she’s busy sms-ing, but she’s prolly scrolling her application’s up and down.

Like the handsome guy, who pretends he’s reading this magazine, but he only flipped once in an hour.

And then there’s me, who pretend that I sangat relax sitting there, but is checking every station the train stops, making sure I don’t miss the right one (;

Since I’m back here, and my dad is away till thursday, I think, can someone come accompany me or not? Even if come study I don’t mind jugak, come come.