Hey guys.. 

Today has been emotional.. =/

Bare with me if i sound unlike myself.. 

But MOST IMPORTANTLY IM NOT GAY!! [someONE would thought i am]

Yeah, this morning, i felt stressed, moody, tired, angry...

Afternoon; fear, guilt.. 

Nightfall; pity, sad, happy, angry, lucky, thoughtful.

Just a few minutes ago, after i had finished studying, i went in this bus..

I saw this teenage guy, sitting alone looking confused. i can almost felt his tears, i can read from his face what he have gone through, and i can sense his presence there was no ordinary one..

That bus only shuttle workers, working adults, and maybe a few Westerners who lived in Banglos that the bus would have pass through.

But, when i see this guy.. i am imagining his family background as a rough journey for him.. At that moment, i remembered my dad, how he had pushed me to the limit of tolerance physically.. Words of wisdom said before flashing in my mind that has brought me this far in life.. 

Im very thankful of his presence in my life, wondering how my life would end up after his absence.. saddened by the fact that we all had to face justice in the end by ourselves.. The glory of overprotection overrides my selflessness.. 

Then, my mum appeared, nagging, scolding, pinching me after i fought with my elder brother.. I can feel her pain bearing my fat ass in her womb for 9 months.. 

I feel like an absolute pain-in-the-ass.. The tireless nights she had spent with me crying like a baby.. Her speeches she had done to protect me when questioned from my father.. 

I feel like im unbecoming any of them.. 

I've got so much freedom.. So much love.. So much friends.. Access to anything and everything that would please me.. And i have basically nothing in return..

I want to thank Allah for the blessing of life, my parents, Islam, my brothers, Lemuel, Joshua, Hairee, Hadi, Alvin, CeZhi and all my brothers, my computer, the gift of intelligence, my powerful sight, wonderful sense of smell, taste, touch and of course, having great teachers to help me in the journey of which i have chosen to take.. Thank you Allah 

Then i saw this group of Bangladeshi workers got up the bus heading towards woodlands after a long hard work..

Honestly, looking at how intense their work is and their lowly-paid salary.. I wouldnt be happy about if i were them.. 

They came in smiling happily, the air, filled with joy all of a sudden.. I wonder how they can be joyous about their miserable life working their rectums out earning so little with noone close at their side to support them.. When those celebrities simply cant be happy with no matter what they have..

It makes me think... 

Okay.. Thats it.. Now i'll briefly describe my day...

Morning woke up, Continued with phy tys..

Went Mosque for Friday prayers, met Hadi.. 

Went late to bio class, saw long lost Mdm Rina and the whole class..

Disected a goat's heart, and a frog... [damn bloody]

Went for phy class.. Did on practical electricity...

Played soccer with E1s..[sry lem din pick up your call, i put my phone in my bag, scare i drop it while playing =/]

Went to library saw Novell, Canice, Kah yarn..

Continued with Phy tys.. 

Diverged with Hairee went to Mosque to pray Maghrib and Isyak..

Continued my phy again... 

Tired, couldnt finish it, decided to go home...

Bussed home..

Thats all folks..

A very good weekend ahead everyone.. :D