The sushi belt that bites the dust.

I had a great time with Aisyah today.

Definitely -


I was a date - a date of catching up. And somehow at the end of the day, I don't know if telling her what happened was something right. I don't want her to hear a one-sided story. I hate to make assumptions that shoot blanks for others to bite the bullet for it.

Did I make a mistake?

She talked about things to get it off her chest.
We talked about things to have a second opinion.
I talked about things to share my feelings with her.

Is that a wrong thing?

We talked, like girls in their puberty age,
talking about the people passing by,
laughing at over nothing to be laughed about,
and not caring about the public's thoughts of us.






It was like lifting a whole truckload of weights off my chest.

People are shooting blanks, looking at one another biting bullets - either nailed by another, or just made by themselves.

Sal