the year 2007

Everything that happened yesterday was just beautiful (except the part of taking the NEL train passing by farrer park). Everything seemed to perfect once again, it feels like everything is back to normal and my life just back on track. Everything made me smile and laugh (except the same part about farrer park) and even if I teared, it was because I knew I had lost something I treasured, but gained another and went on even further in the process. Damn the fat guy beside me, just because I've tears in my eyes he just have to freaking look at me. Nonetheless, I probably conclude that 2007 was a really really good year. I'm not sure if 2006 was this good, partly because I didn't really had the knowledge to analyse things this way and the fact that 'I-NEED-TO-START-MUGGING' craze was still there. It was along the ride back home - passing by that overhead bridge and that bus stop - in the 854 that tells me all this.