the bowl is already broken...

I guess, I still got the look...*LOL*

I was boarding the commuter to my home around 9.45pm on Friday.
And you know what, a youngster is trying hard to tackle/try on me.
I was like....is he for real?.

So i spent the 15 minutes bewildered at the youngster antics just trying to get me to talk and laugh with him.
He was so cute....kinda my type too.
But darn, i have not even change phone no with him...considered that he has not yet asked for it.

And then i realised something....I feel like a child again at meeting boys during teens age.

And i wonder will i ever met that guy again?