:: Dr Cosmetic ::

What a day! A fucking tiring day!

How much longer can we do this?

Breathe! 4 more months and this misery is over!

Our moods so sunken, like a capsized canoe that slowly sinks into the deep river water. 2 more hours of listening to some shit crap lecture. A consultant. Come on how young can this dude be and how hot can he look. Oh boy were we in for a surprise.

As our last tutorial comes to an end, as usual most of us were mentally drifted away, we head to the next room for our last lecture of the day. One that would raise eyebrows, especially when we were going to listen to yet another interesting topic in Plastic Surgery. And yes, the picture of the morning lecture was still stamped in my mind. Penis, why wouldn’t it.

The clock strikes 2 and the speaker came in. Boy, are you kidding me. He looks younger than his name some. Extremely nerdy still with his name tag on. And then he lifts his head and smiled and at me as I walked in to find my seat. Oh my! I am definitely going to be awake in this one!

I was sitting parallel to him. God damn my classmates, must they leave me in this awkward place. How can I now lose my focus and secretly enjoy reading my book!

Pfft!

And he begins his lecture, greeting us with his oh so sexy bedroom voice. Most of us quietly melt. Most of us, hitching a smile. Oh how a sexy voice can kill.

As he talked and me clearly upset that now I can’t enjoy being naughty ready my book, our eyes occasionally meets.

Question time! I was first up, not surprising. As he talked all I could catch was ‘mamamamama’. What the fuck! Did he even answer my not so curious question? I text our groupchat and with quick response my friend replied what he just said.

An hour later, it was over! Yes! Home now!

We poured out some last few personal questions about plastic surgery. Most of it he just brush with a smile and a short giggle. Then I asked him. His eyes never leaving me as he was answering my question. This time, I got him, word for word. Suddenly he hit me with a personal question. Gosh in front of everyone are you serious! I blush and quickly brushed aside his curiosity stating that the question was for a friend.

And with awkward silence, we ended the day but knowing this wouldn’t be the last of our eyes burning encounter.

Mkie.

:: He Begins To Fear ::

And reality strikes. The flirting is now turning into a need for more. Comfort. Love . Commitment.

Is this real. Has this game become too serious. Has he drawn him to believe that he is ready to love again.

Perhaps, he should try. But deep down his heart knows what he wants. For now, it is definitely not O.

O is nice. Gotten the approval of his friends. But he is just playing.

Ouh what should he do now?

Mkie.

:: 5 steps ahead ::

I wonder if this is the right thing to do.

I am leaving behind the pain, the laughters, my life;

In hope for a better one across those waters.

I look into the eyes of the little ones and I know this is something they just don’t understand now…

So what do I tell them then….

But the biggest worry is….what do I have left to tell myself then…

Mkie.

:: Love At First Sight ::

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I was sitting there.

Waiting for a friend to meet a friend.

You came out with your group of friends.

 Somehow you couldn’t stop looking at me.

I was shy and so I looked down.

I didn’t looked away, I looked down.

Because I knew if I did look away, I would lose sight of you.

And so, you made you way to your car.

But you looked back, with one last smile.

And I finally had the courage to smile back only to know that, that was the last sight of you I know I will ever get to see.

Mkie.

:: This Is How We Moved On…. ::

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Sometimes we get angry at someone or some people.

But why live everyday in such a depressing mindset.

We only can grow if we look past that unpleasant moment.

We should see it as a misunderstanding, a lesson we can learn from.

Then our path of life long adventure can be cleared.

So this is how we can move on, by moving out….

Mkie.