Carrot Cake Boy and the Umbrella Gal....

I dono if u guys rmb tis. I wrote tis story based on my frend, koon. I still rmb typing it in the library and its raining at that point. . All the 'feel' or inspiration is there. haha. enjoy. definitely one of my favorite story.

"Tuesday, September 4, 2007"

Carrot Cake Boy and the Umbrella Gal....

[On a rainy day. Somewhere along the streets of bedok... A guy wif a carrot cake in his hand were standing solemnly, looking glum. Its piping hot, the smell filled up the entire bus-stop. He cant cross to his hse. The precipitation is too heavy for his carrot cake to handle. There were a few guys standing among the bus-stop too. All of which trying to avoid getting drenched from the merciless dark cloud secluding the area above them. A blue umbrella and a shadow approached. The face seems blurred. Its blocked by that blue umbrella. He tried to look, as it came closer and closer to him.

Its a gal wearing a stripe blouse and a jeans. Helding a laptop on one hand, the other wif an umbrella. She broke the silence in the bus-stop. Asking the carrot cake boy whether is he walking in the same direction across the road. He replied wif a shy yes.. She decided to share the umbrella with him... He offered to hold the umbrella, and gentlemanly took over the role of holding. Their hand slide pass the metallic handle. A soft brush of contact. He took the first step and they walk across the street.

The steps were small and graceful... Her lushy and silky hair glide pass his face as a breeze came through them... He enjoyed every moment of it.. The rain gets heavier, she sticks closer to him.. The carrot cake smell continues to occupy their sense of smell... He held the umbrella closer to her providing her with a complete shelter. The security in which every woman look for is there... No one else can take this away from them. Its their time, their right and their privilege to enjoy what seems to be the act of fate...

As they approaches his block, he kindly presented her with a thank you for the kindness offered.
He cant bring up his courage to ask for her name or contact...Once again, the shadow began to cover the face of his angel.the blue umbrella starts to fade as she left leaving their foot prints there as the only memories...

The carrot cake boy and the umbrella gal. Will they ever meet again? Or Will they juz be another victim of fate. A cruel act to play their mind. Lets hope for the best and pray for the matchmake to fulfill their destiny! Best of Wishes, my friend!]

But seriously after reading it again, erm i felt its kind of sick, stupid and lame. lol.
Do u feel tat too? I tink most gals will feel like "eeyer wad soft brush of contact luh, wad hand slide pass metallic handle luh, tis author is super sick in the head. "

tat is why blog is important, what u write now maybe the joke for the future, for me tat is.haha.
and guess what, the carrot cake boy now noes how to cook Carrot Cake alr. haha.
Heres a preview To learn how to cook carrot cake the homie's way, click on http://reddevilunited.blogspot.com/. It certainly looks gastronomically delicious.