It's been a hectic day but the mere glimpse of Bus 132 re-energises your spirit for a moment. Quiet bus rides home are always your perfect time for self evaluation and reflection, especially when the heavy rain adds on to the emotive mood.

You take a quick glance of all the passengers on the board ; there's no one of interest and you find that your favourite seat right at the second last row is untaken.

After settling down, you start to observe more in detail and you realise there's a mix of blue and white collared workers in the crowd. You already know which one you want to be because you have given much thought about your career which doesn't seem as far away anymore than it used to be.

You're 18 and its a good age to be in. It's work, play, play and more play.

You know yourself abit better than before because the past few years that went down the road was mostly self-discovery. For now, You know you wont date a girl that doesn't shave, down sleeping pills and laxatives during the same night and know you're quite a metrosexual.


But the thing is you'll be in 19 in 2 hours and you cant help but wonder how things would change in the near future.