the walk home

2 non-progressive days of school.

i got downgraded from

this chicken chop,

to...


this knick-knack-paddy-whack.

18 weeks and 3 days more. you do the math.

6.30pm. bad timing. students raided the bus stop. it felt like a night market. pasar malam. when the bus came, people swarmed in like attacking bees. buzz. buzz. sting. crowds. brrr. have i mentioned my fear of crowds?

i decided to walk home.


one, two, buckle my shoe.


what's ahead.


you know i had nothing to do.


almost reaching the halfway mark. legs alive? check.

soon...

the sky turned a deeper shade of blue.

i took about 50 minutes to get home. sure, my legs were really tired. yes, i saw 4 of my buses pass by me. and ok, the 2nd, 3rd and 4th toes on my right foot cramped together for 5 seconds when i got home.

still, i thought that the walk was good .

thanks to the rain in the afternoon, the air was thin, cool and crisp. the headache that i had earlier slowly went away as i walked. mmm. refreshing. great exercise.

of course, i came home and food laid all around. so um...
but that's another story, really.

i cant stop munching on koko krunch. darn it.