'Back to the Work'

Sunday evening: Dude looks worried at the side of the road, raining, cars pass by with people and strange looks. Dude holds umbrella, silver and used. Dude worries as there won't be a taxi to take him to the station. Bus leaves in half an hour according to his watch as he tries to spot a taxi. A cab sees Dude, stops and picks Dude from the base of the Tree (where Dude was standing, pretty dangerous in fact if there were lightning strikes, but it never happened). Cab drops Dude off at the said station and charged only 2-00RM. Great deal. Dude smiles.

Sunday night: Dude reaches Penang and hurries to catch the bus back to the place where he stays. Dude was preplexed as to when the fare changed from 0-60 to 0-80 cents. But he went in anyways. Bus dropped him in front of Adventist Hospital and he went for a drink at the nearby coffeeshop. He walked home and listened to the cds that he had brought back from Taiping. It was a very quiet night, save for the music that was playing in his ears. ;-)

Monday morning: Dude had to wake up early to get prepared for work. It was Monday, and by far the hardest day of the week to get through (according to some people whom Dude had crossed paths with: advice & foretold). Suprisingly the day had been swift and the work was getting familiar, however Dude still messed up some parts of the way and was told off in the most polite of manners. He was alright. ;-)

So yeah, that was basically my day, told in a strange way. Or maybe not.

The weekend was really fulfilling, though it was short (or i was just feeling things).

'Evening.