What will be shall be

Where did all the Chio-Bu go to?

I was on the MRT this other day during rush hours and you know about rush hours, where everyone is still half-awake and rushing for any empty seats available. I was unlucky as usual, and I had to stand throughout the whole journey. The only thing that can keep one awake is looking at the pretty OLs on the train.

I turned to the left - no luck.

To the right - Nah.

There were absolutely no eye-candy for me on the train. Everyone looks like a zombie who were forced to wake up and go to work and it makes the mood depressing somewhat. No Chio-bu during rush hour? How can?

Then it dawned on me. Pretty OLs got people to drive them to work. They don't take the MRT anymore. Only losers like me take the MRT.

MRT without chio-bu onboard really makes the world greyer.

posted by malmoncolo @ 9:02 PM 1 comments

The little boy next door

He had his fist clutched tightly on his report card and was fighting back his tears.

"They say if I don't do well in school, I will be a useless person in the future," he muttered. "And I do not want to be a useless person."

I feel for him because my grades were never fatanstic when I was schooling. I feel for him because I also questioned myself when I was his age.

But the day will come where he will understand that a person's achievements will not rely on just his report card alone. And one day, he will realize that this little worry he is facing today, will be nothing compared to the problems he will face in the future.

"So is it true?"he asked.

"What is?"

"About being a useless person if I don't do well in school."

"Nope, you will grow up to be just fine," was my reply.

Just as I did.

posted by malmoncolo @ 3:31 AM 0 comments