Monday, April 11, 2005
i had an interesting bus ride home today. i took thirty one from parkway with fai and prap. but then i alighted at tanah merah to change to twelve. met jolencia for a second but then her thirty eight arrived. i bid her farewell and accepted that i had to entertain myself the rest of the way home. when the bus came at long last, and i sat myself down, propping my guitar on my feet, i wondered to myself, "would i ever be as fat as that lady over there someday?" then i felt guilty. how could i possibly think lowly of a complete stranger who might actually be a nice woman. so i changed my target. my gaze fell upon a fellow teenager. she was dressed in home clothes and green slippers. i was about to turn away but a gnawing feeling told me to look a little longer. i needed to know who she resembled. so familiar. then it hit me. ah. she looked nearly exactly like one of my tk drama juniors. however something was wrong with this girl. i couldnt place it. so i kept myself busy by ocassionally glancing her way to hopefully put my finger on her flaw. she was sweet looking. pretty even. but what was wrong..? was it her hair? i looked harder. then i realised. her eyebrows!
i nearly fainted.
i was so visually impaired. perhaps my contact lenses had dried up and blurred my sight. her eyebrows were obviously drawn on. but they were straight. it looked as though she had used a ruler to draw her 3cm long eyebrows. furthermore, the eyebrows were slanted. if i had drawn an imaginary line down her nose, each eyebrow would have formed an angle of 120 degrees with the imaginary line. disastrous.
feeling satisfied to have discovered her misfortune, i began to feel guilty again. i had to stop having horrid thoughts about other people. so i looked away and stared blankly into the tvmobile. after a while, a young man boarded the bus and he happened to walk past the tvmobile, thus catching my attention. not due to any desirable physical features though. rather unfortunate-looking if i might say so. but sticking to my earlier resolution of not having evil thoughts, i persevered and kept my eyes on the tv screen, pretending to understand the ridiculous candid camera jokes.
now this i did not bring upon myself. i could feeeel the man's eyes boring into me. i was left with no other option but to return his stare. it is a widely known fact that if someone stares at you, you simply have to stare back before that someone shifts his or her gaze away in embarrassment. this man however, did not. he was a rare case who decided to use my same strategy to get me to look away. i. never. give in. so we stared at each other. i think that man was amazing. he totally exceeded my expectations. usually, these rare cases give up and let me win after about thirty seconds. unless they're bangladeshi men. i am never to challenge a bangladeshi man who stares at me. they are the undefeatables. i let them win after a minute or so. as i was saying, the man in the bus was remarkable. he refused to look elsewhere even after i relentlessly stared at him for two consecutive minutes. for the first time ever, i lost to a non-bangladeshi man.
then the bus came to a stop at my bus stop. i carried my guitar, tapped my ezlink and left the bus, recollecting the details of my journey to later blog about.
now that i've blogged about it i come to a conclusion. i am pathetic.
-aysha