Sad End To A Long Day
I had a somewhat long day today. (Of cos paling in comparison with all you hardworking, job-holding folks out there who try to occupy yourselves by acting busy and drinking multiple cups of tea) I had to give tuition at 2 and rush from there to AMK where i'll meet my closer camp friends for dinner and movie.
Sigh. Its always great to meet people that you havent seen for a long time, but it also makes you reminisce about the past which is all so painful. Pain, not felt because of bad memories, but due to happy periods fleeting pass with us oblivious to its importance.
Anyways, Mr and Mrs Smith was kinda nice. I thought Angelina was super chio. I mean she has always been. Just like Catherine Zeta Jones. Till she married that ugly Michael Douglas. Eeeeeeww! This just justifies the idea that the pretty gals will always marry the fat, ugly males. Well, i suppose i have hope then.
After a rather difficult farewell, we finally left for home. On my way back, as i walked into my condo, i was surprised yet delighted to see a rather large rat attempting to run across the carpark to the bushes. The cute and furry little mammal scurrying about the tiled ground reminded me of the chinchilla i had. I looked at it smilingly, bonded by the thought that we were both similar. (for the fact that i was born in the year of the Rat.) Somehow i have always had a soft spot for this creature, no matter what others say or think, especially the girls.
What happened next completely crushed whatever happiness i had left from the gathering. A car was coming out of the carpark and was heading towards the path of that little rat. I stood, rooted, not knowing what to do. I watched. Silently. Hoping. Praying.
The rat stopped in its tracks as the car neared. It was just off the course of the vehicle. I was obviously glad that it had some sense. However, it decided at the last moment to go for it. At the very last moment. Sigh. The wheels ran over it twice and it lay in a crumpled heap on the cold, hard ground. I continued standing there, but i couldnt watch it anymore and thus i turned my head. I just stood there for like 15s, trying to convince myself that it didnt happen. I stole a glance. A glance which dispelled all hopes i have of it being alive. I wondered for a moment if i would have the same reaction if it was a person. I covered my face with a file i was holding and tried walking past it. However, man being man. I couldnt help but to take another look at the little creature which had its life forcibly taken from it.
Im sorry.