Weepy

I am now declaring myself as a weeper. A major weeper,in fact.

Seriously,i cried easily nowdays. Last Thursday,Zayd and I went to town for our dinner. Along the way,we had our silly fight thingy and out of the sudden,i was shredding tears. Zayd went all like - "b,takmau la nanges.org sorry kay".
I turned to him,while still sobbing and replied - "jom u-turn,kita kena tlg uncle cine tu.pls jom". *sob sob*.
For one second,i wanted to laugh because he thought i was crying because of him. Haha. Tak dpt la b,oi.

Anyway, while he was beside me pot pet-ing his lungs out,i saw one very old chinese uncle carrying some large and heavy stuffs on his shoulder. He was very thin and small. He stopped himself from walking to re-adjust the things on his shoulder because it almost felt on the road. That moment,that very moment made me shread my tears out. Nobody helped him. Not a single soul. I blamed myself.