I’m on the bus now, and it’s cold and wet. Windows are frosted n air-con seems to be on full blast. Brrr…..

Staring out the window, I’m thinkin…’hmmm….how nice if a kacham puteh man comes up n starts selling hot, steaming chickpeas…wah….yummy!’ AND…d sudden blaring of horns bring me back to the present. Damn. Anti-climax…im hungry… N bored..(obviously!)