A quick one before I scoot off to a film festival at the PKNS Tower in PJ with my photographer bud Daniel...
I was on the way home from tuition today. Bloody tiring it was, and it was blistering hot. I've always had the LRT as my mode of transportation. I passed through the terminal with my Touch 'N' Go card, waited, got on, got off and walked home. Never paid attention in the in-betweens, especially in the coach.
But heck, today was different.
A girl with a striped hoodie walked by and took the opposite seat of mine. The caption on her hoodie shirt caught my eye, ''Forget it. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow's a mystery.'' Yeah, cliched, but it got me thinking of my own problems with girls lately. And I stared.
Hair tied back with a bang, just a allowing a strand of hair falling over her face. Lovely brown eyes behind a square-rimmed thin spectacles, and the cutest nose you've ever seen. She was texting a friend at that time, probably, because she had her phone out, and smiled the tiniest of smiles.
It was... just too distracting, that smile.
And she caught me staring. I quickly looked down and pulled out my own phone.
The whole way to my stop we kept stealing glances at each other, always avoiding direct contact. I'm probably imagining the exchange of glances. She did catch me staring at her.
I wanted to say hi. I really did. I wanted to comment on her hoodie shirt.
But I didn't. Got scared. Just got off my stop without a word.
I'm gonna ride the same LRT line next Saturday. See if I can catch her again.