I guess I was really tired today. So I happened to fell asleep in the bus, sitting upright. And to my delight, I woke up just in time for my stop. Heh.

So I was walking down the stretch of path towards home. It was approximately 30 seconds after I alighted from the bus and I shouted :"Brandon!"
(A/N: which is my brother's name.)
Because in front about 200metres away there was this guy who was pretty tall, backpack, and blue long pants. Then I woke up for real. To my horror, a very big horror,
it was not my brother.

I guess I was half asleep when I committed my crime. Because when the guy turned back and look at me. It dawned on me that the guy is carrying a nike backpack. Hair is not styled based on my unreliable eyesight. My mind was screaming 'holy calamity'. And the guy was confused so I kind of concluded that his name might be Brandon too?

Ugh, and yes finally, I had to apologise and explain by shouting pretty loudly because we were like 200metres apart. We were both too appalled to even move. Hahah.

And about 2 streets away from my house, this time I really saw my brother walking out. Darn. Talk about timing. And I told him the whole incident! Because he caught a glimpse of the guy while walking out. Rah. And my brother said:
"No wonder that guy walk so fast."
Rah. Smack him man. If you didn't catch the meaning, I'm not explaining. Hahah.

It. Was. Embarrassing. My. Gosh. Well, on the bright side, there's always first time to everything right? Rofl. Gosh, what am I thinking?