this everyday life

i was on the train this morning. standing, stoning. (i kud never feel awake at 8am) when this middle age man stood up to give a seat to a pregnant lady standing beside me. i actually smiled. he stood beside me until another seat was empty right in front of him. he moved aside and asked if i wanna sit. i smiled and declined. unable to believe kind souls exist still.

my school and all that i have been through all these years have conditioned me to think that goodness does not exist in this time and age anymore. and its sad that this part in me died, failing to trust the big picture of goodness out there in this universe, although i am a good and nice person myself. kinda like an oxymoron.
anyway life is a big tapestry of grey areas, as i always say. and i always feel undeserving of any goodness coming my way for some strange reasons.

a fren offered me a piece of bagel from starbucks during class. it tasted damn good. slightly salty. rough wholemeal texture with sweet raisins and butter - all yummy good food awakening the ten-year-old in me who still loved breakfast. i do. if there's any meals that i hafta choose, BREAKFAST is my favourite. but i bet no one believes bc i could never wake up just to eat breakfast. yet in the times that i do, the day was actually beautiful and well spent.
so there. a good breakfast makes my day! tea, eggs, breads and berries. and i kant wait for the first day of summer hols to eat breakfast - i will try to wake up, that is.

now that i have sneaked in half an hour to blog, i gotta go back to slog my guts out. one more week... one more week.