The Curious Incident Of The Bus In the Night Time
When riding a bus, I see a lot of oddities . For example, I am never
a big fan of televisions, but constantly being on buses with built-in
TV’s allows me to catch the news, and they aren’t always pleasant -
more often, they’re not. Also, because of the TV, I often glimpse
recent teledramas. In fact I have seen snippets of Meteor
Garden, and can conclude that Dao Ming Su has a bad sense of fashion
(men in tight sleeveless shirt = YUCK!) and is a prick (note to self:
act pissed-ly to the girl you love. She’ll dig that!).
The drama that I witnessed today, however, did not require being
fixated on a TV. At that moment, all I wanted to do as I got planted on
the window seat of a 3-seated chair was to doze off. What followed
proved that my choice of seat was the dumbest decision I’ve ever made.
If I am to continue this story by saying that a couple took the
remaining seats from my chair, you’ll have a vague idea at what all
this is about. Besides me was a girl who resemble Katrina Halili, and
besides her (ergo, two seats next from me) was someone who I presume is
her boyfriend. For some reasons, the girl kept looking at my direction,
and anyone with Lex Luthor’s ego will mistake this as being taken
interest of. My ego, on the other hand, wasn’t enormous. I found it
weird how she kept turning away from her boy. And then I realized: they
had been quarreling, and was on the verge of creating a scene.
I tried to ignore them. I tried hard to close my eyes and be taken
by the Sandman, but he wouldn’t come. I felt that she had an aura of
wrath and acerbity; so intense was it that all ebullient thoughts were
suffocated. Seeing her treatment to her boy elucidated that what I felt
wasn’t entirely made up. She shunned when her boy tried to hold her
hand in an attempted reconciliation. And to use the cliché, the silence
between them was deafening. Where this left me was in the middle of
Awkward-ville.
Another ride in the bus, another weird incident. Can I have another?
