Memories…

I remember back in university. Third year the first time I woke up early around 7am and took the bus to go downtown in order to take care of some paperwork.

The bus ride was awkward, with all these buisness people wearing suits in the winter. I was in my trench coat, and my favorite white heavy scarf around my neck. Short spiky hair and my black rimmed glasses.

A hot buisness woman in her early twenties approached me and asked where I get my glasses. In my mind back then, it screamed “I can't believe it, no this is not a pick up. No way she's interested in me.” And stupid me just answered.

Today, I'd just smile my half knowing smile and say :”You know what, there's an interesting story behind this, but since I have to get off soon, why don't you give me your phone number and we'll continue this chat at our leisure.” God damn my inexperience back then.

This serves as a becaon to remind myself to be open and ready all the time.