Thursday is about to morph into Friday. It’s the weekend again – a long awaited one in fact. The plan to pangkor with celeste didn’t happen, which I sorta expected it. (not sounding crude) So, it wasn’t such a let down. After all, I still have my weekend to indulge to, alone, in my own pace where I rule. Awesome :)
Still haven’t figure out what to do over the weekend. But desperately want to explore unfamiliar path and in the mood to just strike up a conversation with strangers or do something different. How ‘adventurous”!
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I had a peculiar encounter with a cab driver on my way home from work today. He is a malay, divorcee, with 3 kids. He wanted my number and wanted to be ‘friends’. I told him I prefer to be alone and I am not the type to get married and have kids (ok i lied). So I got his number instead and told him I could introduce some gal friends if he is interested. (which is true).
To cut the story short, despite him being an annoying ‘buaya’, I find him very sad and lonely man. It’s sad (really sad) that people get married for the wrong reasons and ended up divorcing each other (worst when they have kids) at the end of the day. Marriage is supposed to be sacred (to me), it’s supposed to be life time. Not because of convenience or because it’s seems like ‘the right thing to do’.
Sigh…dunno lah. I hitting the sack.