For you my dear....

sigh....has it been four days, uff...want to share all abt monday, but for that i'd need a good glass of wine, a nice listening pad that hmm...'s, huh..'s and smile's, a dark quite evening.... But for now, like how i read a magazine, i'll go backwards....

While waiting @ 30th for R5 to arrive around 9 in , i discreetly streched to the skylike infront of me, pulled my headphones out, FB'd...as the train arrived few mts late....after all the running around in manhattan, i was surprisingly not as tired as i thought i'd be...but just wanted to kick my feet up and listen to music in the train.

Which when i did, that is kicking my feet up in the opposite seat, the cutie ticket collector guy, kinda hinted at me not to. So i obliged grumpily.

For the longest time he was nowhere to be seen, so i put them back up, right, well just then he comes back, so i flashed a "oops" smile and put my feet down.

Guess what he does.... he disappears to come back with a large pile of news paper, spreads it on the seat opposite mine and gives me the sweetest wink and a smile. He spread the news paper for me to stretch my feet on the seat without having to feel bad.

Boy, while chowing down my bread, i just couldnt beleive how sweet he was, i mean that just topped it all for me.... so while still munching i gave him such a grateful, you didnt have to type srunched my brows and thanked him...I wish there we more like him around me, with me. I could really get used to be treated like that.... ; )

well now i couldnt and wouldnt put my feet up for such a darling gesture, so i browsed through the sports section and mde a mental note to watch the lakers and celtics game that night. He just floored me....i knew black dudes can be nice, but this nice...wow, i should have dated them when i had the chance...