Professional Bimbo

I was on the road since 2.15pm. And I only managed to get home at 1.45am. It was such a long yet meaningful journey as I was falling in and out consciousness in the car. At this age, it definitely took a toll on me. I had so little sleep for the past week especially the last 3 days. But when you think back of the morning breeze on your face as you gaze into the serene view of the paddy fields from the hill, oh well, it was worth the trip.

"Good morning Tu Tu Ku Shit! What time is it? 8.13am. Your flight 8.50am. If u only wake up now, just stay home no need to rush already =(" And that conversation paused just right there for a while. I initially thought it was just a quick witty comeback. But it was not. He really thought I was going to miss my flight. And of course I did not miss my flight. I was sitting just right there at the boarding gate waiting to fly to Alor Setar. And when I arrived, the conversation somehow continued... "Did you really think I just got up? Ya... I was so mad!" I cannot forget that face. There was anger then sadness then a sigh of relief followed with a smile like you were being loved by the world. All in 3 seconds. And I loved starring at it... every single second.