DAY DREAMS


Under the "tight" scutiny of people wearing hats and thick rimmed glasses, i cowered in fright at my corner. oh no... they spotted me, havent they? i make a dart for the nearest door................. alas! they all ran in my direction and............. OWWWW! i cut my finger! damn. cant continue my day dreams anymore. stupid keyboard, how dare u cut me?!!! it looks about two to three cm long.

neva mind, i can ren tong.


i sat in the train, quietly watching the people around me. i hold the newspaper in front of my face, with a sheer determination not to let anyone recognise me. behind the newspapers and black shades, my eyes are glistening with...... excitement? trepidation? i reach for my bulging backpack............... and took out my cattie softtoy. i hugged it tight. phew. my favourite soft toy is still there.



(aiyah... i know i'm writing crap la.. but i really want to let my inspiration flow more freely mah.. after all, my "HOSTEL; HOSTILE" book is still halfway thru... i dunno y... but i juz LOVEEE writing... haha... u would think i like writing in blogs... but actually i prefer writing in my diary.. more private mah... can talk bout ********************************* heheheeheh... surely my sis would know wad i'm talking about)