"I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side,
I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight,
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride,
That old me's dead and gone, but the new me'll be alright.."
My favorite part of my favorite song during every 4.5.
Every time this part comes, I'll be singing it out loud, as if to release all burdens from my shoulders.
I always make sure that no one is behind me, in front of me, or that I'm walking past a house with its owner out gardening.
But one day, I kantoi...
I was belching the words out, relieving all of the day's tensions, putting much passion into every word of the chorus when... a makcik holding orange plastic bags stood staring at me on her front porch. She had the look of curiosity on her face, no impending smile, more like disbelief. It was as if I was yelling for help or something.
As I drew an apologetic smile, her daughter emerged out of nowhere with the look of dismay. Oh goodness! Was I THAT loud?
I kept the apologetic smile (more like a smirk, I'd say) on my face for a while, shut my eyes as I passed both irritated mother and daughter and increased my speed.
Tebal giler rasa kulit muka... felt like burying my head in the sand like ostriches do.
But will I quit singing out loud during my 4.5? Naaaaah.... Try hover around Taman Melawati weekday evenings - you'd probably catch me doing Jai-Ho on an empty Jalan Melawati 2!!
:D
P/S: Jokes aside, ostriches don't actually hide their heads in the sand... I checked Wikipedia on that already. :P
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