It's a rather different day.
AND THIS IS NOT A DREAM, IT'S REAL.
Some may say it's MRT Fantasy but a fantasy is a subset of dreams.
So, it's NOT.
a pic of the mrt seats
Ok, that is how it looks like when I entered the train this morning and took a seat.
(empty train of cause)
There's this girl, ya secondary school student, she was waiting for the train at tanah merah too.
So basically, I went in the train first then this girl boarded the train through the next door.
Something's really not right. You can see from the PAINT drawing above, beside me
there's an empty seat and beside that empty seat, there's a primary school student
and I call him small boy.
And beside him is another empty seat.
This is the part where I don't understand.
The empty seat to the right of the small boy (in the picture),
is nearer to the door that she used to come into the train
but she chose to sit beside me?
?_?
FARK, that thoughts made my blood coursed through my whole body, omg.
Also, I can see that her decision was so LAST SECOND.
Oh well, some people after reading this I am sure they will say that I am thinking too much.
But I saw this girl on the platform for some time already.
