Live Blogging #1.

I first read it from Saiful's blog and I find it very interesting. So now, here I am at Starbucks in Gleneagles Hospital, Jalan Ampang.

The clock shows 6:21PM, a late afternoon in the middle of June. It's very cold in here, my hands are shaking as I write this. There are very few people in here at the moment, if only I had come earlier, there would have been more people, there would have been more stories. But I guess this environment is just nice for me to make my first attempt at this 'live blogging' thing.

I'm here to visit a friend of mine who's working, she's in the kitchen (or whatever you call it) transferring ice cubes from the huge container into smaller ones. She seems tired but there's a smile plastered on her face. Is she smiling cause she's happy with her job? IS she smiling cause I'm here? *perasan* or is she smiling cause maybe, just maybe, she likes one the guys who's working with her? Would I ever know?

On the far right corner of this cafe, theres a middle-aged couple who looks very worried. They look very restless, talking to each other with this one kind of tense, cold look in their eyes. What kind of problems are they facing? But whatever it is, at least they are facing it together. They still have each other, a shared tear is half a sorrow and a shared laughter is twice the joy.

Right on my left, there are 2 ladies chatting happily. This coffee house is filled with their voices. "Angel" "Kidney transplant" "There's nobody so I've to think on my own." Okay this is not right, I'm eavesdropping.....haha. I bet they're doctors. Or maybe not?

Let's move on to this other lady who's sitting alone near the window? She's been on the phone since I entered here. Also, with that worried look on her face. Well oh well, I'm at the hospital, what do I expect? I hope she's on the phone with someone who can lessen her burden, or...what if I'm guessing wrong? Maybe she's here for some other non-hospital-related business and the worried look on her face has got nothing to do with someone being sick or whatsoever. I wonder.

And there's this one girl, also sitting alone. Busy with her MacBook, her face expressionless. What could be running through her mind? Looking so charismatic with a flowery top and a long grey skirt that makes her look so lean and tall, extra tall with the 4-inch fuchsia colored heels. Shaking her legs as she's surfing the net. What could she be doing here? I wonder, is that what people think about me? Would they ever thought that my legs are shaking cause.....I actually want to pee but I want to finish this first? LOLS.

I'll let the thoughts run free, think of any possibilities, though I know no matter how hard I try, in the end I'll be left with no answers. I end up with my own conclusion, like what most people do, no?