there’s this fierce looking man who took d same bus as me everyday.

let just name him – mr fierce.

mr fierce, well he’s fierce – he will scold pple if you got off the bus slowly. anyway, mr fierce brought coffee & kaya toast (i noe coz i kapo) at the malay stall. the same stall where i got my iced coffee.

well, that’s d background.

the point is – i have a habit of lookin at pple (sometimes) and when they look right back in my eyes, i just had to smile. what do u want me to do? turn away? roll my eyes? i dunno what to do except smile and mr fierce actually smile back at me !

*i’m proud. haha !

come to think of it, maybe this is why strangers do talk to me in the lift.. coz i smile at them. 🙂

G.