Sick of train....

I am really sick of sitting train... I do not mean mrt or LRT, but KTM... It goes like this....

On wednesday.. I board the train from JB to KL with my bro and my grandma (to send my grandma to her son's house in PJ) on the trip there, I had the comfort of space, as there was no one sitting on the seat beside me... but the downside to it is the coach is really so empty... what that means is I have to spend 6 hours without any pretty girls to stare at....URGH!!!! well, my brother and my grandma slept through the journey... but I am the type that is easily awaken and hence cannot sleep.. without any choice left, I have to resort to stoning... for 6 hours!!!!

On saturday, I board the train with my brother from KL to JB, this time, I sat with my brother..
only then did I realised that how unfortunate the arrangement is... not so much that we lose out the chance to sit with girls (though to a certain extent, however, after looking at the ratio of above 50 and under 50, we had to admit that it is almost impossible that we will have a surprise if we sit separate). well, the arrangement is unfortunate because once we sat down, we found to our dismay that our shoulders are fighting.. so is our leg.. there is simply not enough space for us.... (I do not mean to say tat my brother is fat, he is not)
We manage to ignore that lack of space by indulging ourselves in the realm of fiction (we read story books that we bought when we went to 1 Utama). Just when I was starting to fully imerse in the fantasy world, a terrifying sound brought me back to reality, I looked all around for the source of the sound and finally, I found it... the lady who was sitting behind us ( and I mean really behind with around 15cm apart. for those who travelled by train before, it is because in a coach, the seats will be spilt, some facing the front some facing the back, our seat is the turning point). And she is one hell of snoring woman.. no matter that the train shake and trembled with the less than perfect track, she went on snoring... sigh... and on she blasted until we reached JB.

next time, I will think and think and think.... before I decide to travel by train again.....

When you really love a girl

When you really love a girl, what will you do?
Will you try your very best to court her?
would you try very hard to be her boyfriend?
will you be able to say the right things at the right time?
will you be able to do the right things at the right time?
What if you are somebody who cannot give anything to her?
what if you have not the means to protect her?
What if you are not the one that she likes?
What if she wanted you to not love her?
Would you try to un-love her?
What if she gets a boyfriend?
would you be happy for her?
will you still look at her with thoughtful eyes?
will you avoid her so that your feelings don't betray you?
will you still be her friend?
is it possible to still be her friend?
will you ever get over her?
will you still try again?
will you change yourself to suit her taste?
will you still keep a look out for her even if she have a boyfriend?
will you still be willing to help her in anyway you can?
can you help her in a way that she does not think that you love her?
will you look for other girl?
wil you wait for her to change her mind?
will you still look at her photo sometimes and sigh?
would you think of all those times you had together with her and form lots of 'what if' questions?
will you have fantasies about her being your gf?
will you still dream of her?
will you keep thinking of her?
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-Broken heart-