As usual, I get off from my office late. Hate going through traffic jam. In my case, I have to go through three jams, Luyang, Lido and the last and the worst, Petagas before reaching my home at Putatan. Imagine having to spend 1 hour to reach your home. It’s driving me mad!!! With all those stupid KK driver. Stupid!!! Stupid!!! Stupid!!! Chat up with my colleague until we adjourned at 6:30pm.
While I was walking over to my car, I suddenly have this craving for Bakso. It has been a while since I had one. What the heck, not doing anything anyway. Just when I reached Likas roundabout, it’s started to drizzle, and its aready raining by the time I reach Wisma Perindustrian roundabout. Shoot!!! Should I continue? I’m half way there already. What the heck, just go there and ‘tapau’. When I reached Wisma Merdeka traffic light, the rain had stopped. Whoopie!!! Parked my car near Segama pedestrian bridge, which is where the Bakso stall is located, ordered for myself one Bakso Campur. You only get meat ball on Bakso Biasa. With Bakso Campur, they put chicken feet together with the meatball. Now I never liked chicken feet before, not until I tried it with this particular Bakso. Just when I was a quarter way enjoying my dinner, it’s started to rain again. Drizzling at first, and then was pouring heavy. At that moment I feel like one of the character in “Aku Hidup Dalam Blues”, just don’t give a damn if its rain or not. Nothing is going to stop me from finishing my Bakso. I did change place though, the rain was getting into my Bakso (or was it from the overhead bridge?). Finished my Bakso, paid for it and left. Went back home after that, get myself a hot bath, write my blog for today. Hang on, have a little stomach ache. Was it the result of eating Bakso mixed with rain or *gulp* water from the overhead bridge. Oh what the heck. Aku Hidup Dalam Blues, just for tonight. Need to get back to my futsal project, which is way overdue.