The What IF 1.01

Have you ever had days when you are reminded of the crossroads of life and the big what if? What if I had gone by route B instead of route A? What if I had just plucked up that courage to say ‘Hi’ to that hot chick in my younger days? Maybe she might be my main squeeze now. Maybe not but hell least you would have known.

Man I had many such what if’s when it came to hot chicks. Once, I was seated at the bus stop with my ipod plugged in my ears and this really and I mean really cute chick walked by and plonked herself next to me on the empty seat. Ok maybe plonked isn’t the right word to use since she’s a cute chick. Really cute chick. She lowered herself down with grace and poise. There. Sounds better. Well all the grace and poise no doubt befitting of a really cute chick except for one eye jarring sight. There was a fallen flower bud residing on her lush hair and it was really spoiling the whole picture. My picture anyway.

So the next chance I had when she turned towards my direction, I motioned to her that there was something on her hair. She looked at me for guidance trying to brush the offending item off her head but without much success. Finally, the unthinkable happened. She gave up and leaned over to let me do the honors. I felt like the knight in shinning armor when she looked lovingly at me as I restored her image as a really cute chick.

She said thank you though her eyes were really saying ‘ask me for my number my prince’. My mouth said ‘you are welcome’ while my head was screaming ‘ask for her number! Ask for her number before it’s too late!’ I couldn’t hear my head really well as my ipod was screaming louder. What was I thinking?!! Hot chick verses Clay Aiken and Clay was louder? Yeah it’s an excuse for not making the move. Then it became too late. Her bus pulled up. She turned, gave another grateful but somewhat sad smile and my possible lifetime of happiness was gone on bus number 51.

I could only weep inside while trying to maintain my hero image as I spied enemy 51 moving away from the corner of my eye. Nar Bei! Hero dies single lah.