Intriguing Encounter

I was on my way back to my sister’s place. ’twas a typical Friday night for me; waiting at the bus stop near the campus after shooting practice. However, the night was about to unfold into a not so typical night after all.

No, there was neither wolverine lurking behind the bush nor vampiric bus drivers feasting on unsuspecting commuters. The curious part of tonight was a bespectacled young man, not more than 5 years younger than I am, clad in long sleeve striped dark (couldn’t recall what colour) shirt and jeans who was sitting at the bus stop. He was, I assumed, waiting for the bus as well. It wasn’t that difficult to guess really. Why would anyone sit at a bus stop along a dead silent road at 10.20pm? Muggers would have hid behind the bushes as professionalism dictate.

I walked up to the sign post that displayed the bus iteration. The next bus was due in 15 minutes time. With a quarter of an hour to go, I decided to sit back and continued scribbling my upcoming post (yes, it’s something serious, pseudo-argumentative). I stole a glance to the left and saw that he was flipping through his book. I resumed what I was doing, or else it would’ve been a stare instead of a glance and I think having strangers staring at you is creepy at best, regardless of situation.

Soon after that, I saw him stood up from the corner of my eyes and I turned towards him. He caught me looking. I tried to look elsewhere as my reflects kicked in fast. He was faster. He spoke before I could avert my gaze from him.

“Are you going to the Buona Vista station?”

“Yea,” I replied, still caught by surprise.

“ When does the next bus arrives? I’m going to the Buona Vista station too. Do you want to share a cab?” (the questions written here are not in order)

“Huh?” was what I wanted to say, but somehow I decided against doing so. Without much thoughts, I blurted, “The next bus is arriving in 15 minutes. So, yeah, I’m waiting for the bus.”

He looked quite taken aback by my reply. Nevertheless, he remained standing, while I resumed what I was doing earlier. However, the damage was done. I couldn’t stop thinking about his proposition. I did some rough mental calculation. “On one hand, it is already 10.20pm, and the bus is due to arrive in 15 minutes. If I am to take a cab, no doubt I can scrape that 15 minutes off and get back to my sister’s place earlier. On the other hand, it is generally considered outright stupid to get on a cab with a stranger. 

Before I could continue thinking more, he has already flagged a cab and his words actually brought me back to senses and saved me from being drowned in monologues.

“Hey, I got a cab. You want to share?”

“I… -to be continued-

Adieu, graynut signing off.

Happy Birthday Newton!

Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to Newton,

happy birthday to you.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_Newton

Adieu, graynut signing off.

Inspirational Video

I found this on wimp.com. A truly inspirational video. A man who really takes things in his own stride, living large. I couldn’t catch his full name.

http://www.wimp.com/trueheart/

If anyone knows who he is and how to reach him, please let me know. Thank you.

Adieu, graynut signing off.

NUS Pt. 1

This is the first post of the following few filled with photos of where I am now. So, let the photos do the talking.

Yes, that’s my room alright. Notice the aftermath of examination on the left wall.

Here’s a better view.

A view at the aisle of the cluster. My room is the first on the right; room E.

That marks the end of this post. As I’ve mentioned, I’ll let the photos do the talking.

Adieu, graynut signing off.

I Broke My Mug

I lost my mug, owing to nothing else except my hastiness and gravity. While the former is preventable, the latter is obviously not.

Shards of my broken mug were found at the point of impact to approximately 2 metres away. Given a conservative guess of the dimension of my mug before the tragedy at approximately 10cm x 10cm x 10cm; this would translate to an object with dimension of 1000 times of my mug ( 100m x 100m x 100m ) falling at generally accepted gravitational acceleration of 9.8 kg m/s^2 without reaching terminal velocity and upon impact, shatters and debris found approximately 2 kilometres away.

Please ignore the second paragraph. It was not really what science would’ve dictated.

Adieu,graynut signing off.