sway

looks like a hazy night. smells like one too. i might be wrong, no? at least i hope there aren't more trees being killed tonight.

i love train rides back home, alone. not having to feel obligated to hold a conversation with anyone, after a long tired day. all i do is listen to my pod and people-watch, and i enjoy it.

the punky school boy mouthed the lyrics of the blasting music from his head phone. strumming his air guitar, the other hand moving up and down the empty frets. well he was at least a good 15 minutes rock star of his own imagination.

the guy beside me was dozing off, nodding his head towards me. he wore pants soiled with paint stains that looked like they had been there for a long time, after many washes. his nails were dirty. it must be a tough job.

then i had a 5 seconds mental struggle whether to give my seat up for a pregnant lady from afar, or to pretend not to see her and then fall asleep like everyone else. uurgghhh… i stood up in the end and offered my seat to her. i secretly despised myself for the selfish contemplating heart at first, and having that 5 seconds struggle of moral. but i'm glad i did give up my seat! :) cos someday, i'll be pregnant, and i would love someone to do that for me! oh no, my maternal clock is ticking again! urgh...!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w28ZREQe3_Q

singing.....
Say you'll stay, don't come and go
Like you do
Sway my way, yeah I need to know
All about you