TODAY IS A NICE DAY INDEED! You know all those people whose language skills are far higher than mine, say that "nice" is too vague to describe anything, say exotic, beautiful, glamorous, whatever. However, i think nice is a, nice word to use! I mean what do you call those days which are just normal, with really nice warm air and birds chirping away? You call it, nice.

So anyway, i saw so many heartwarming scenes and felt really touched when going out with Jun. She's a really AMAZING person to be with you know? No stress, no awkwardness, just fun and laughter :) She actually stopped by the uncle selling tissue paper along orchard road, just to buy his tissue paper. The uncle was only around his 40s, the most mid 50s. He was on wheelchair and i think he either got a stroke, or something messed with his nerve system that half of his face was twitching and contorting. Even passer-bys could feel his PHYSICAL pain. My heart skipped a beat when we walked pass him, i don't know whether i was scared of him, disgusted by him (shame on me if that's true) or just feeling the plain sorrow. I didn't even hesitate, i won't buy them even if they had walked right up to me. Jun was different. She slowed down her steps, forgot what she was about to say and the first half of the sentence just lingered in the air, till it finally vanished into thin air. She stopped and took out her wallet. You know at that moment, i could almost feel my eyes going wet. I couldn't help but to want to hug her so tightly and tell her how much of a good role model and friend she was, how much i appreciated her kindness, how much she melted my heart, how much she brought me back to the younger days when i used to keep all my coins just for those people, how much i liked to be with her, and how much i would miss her when she graduates at the end of the year. Well haha i think i would have freaked her out. As i'm typing this, tears are actually rolling down my cheek, i can taste them, salty and bitter. It may sound stupid to you, but to me, it feels good. Maybe i was just exaggerating the whole thing, maybe that few moments weren't as heroic as how i've described it, but in my heart, it's dearer than remembering the look of a hot guy, or even the image of helping a lady cross the road. The impact really blew me miles away and i just stood there, doing nothing. I saw the smile on the elder's face, the hand which insisted in giving Jun a few packets of tissue, the eyes just said it all; i felt almost as if i were in heaven, with bright lights shining on me, lights which weren't made of neon.

In the underpass, Jun stopped once more to give a person who was playing folk songs with his hands holding a guitar, and feet with some other musical instruments. I gotta admit, the music wasn't something you would hear from experts. However, how much you do expect out of him? With this perception, people ignore him, they have this thought that the music he made was horrible and he should just get outta there. No one would pay attention to his efforts, his joys in playing music, his passions, and his difficulties. Jun saw that. She searched for more coins in her wallet and whispered to me,"Aiya, i have very little coins!" I managed to react fast enough to pull out my wallet too. I only had two 20-cent coins. I gently slid down one coin down the metal box. After hearing the "cling" sound made by that coin, i smiled and never felt happier than that moment. I showed her the last coin of the day with pride and said,"See, i saved one in case we meet one more, and you don't have enough!" We didn't in the end. The coin is still in my wallet right now.

I guess i'll keep that coin in my wallet forever, just like how i would like to keep this special day in my mind, for as long as possible. From this dearest senior of mine, i learned how to be nice, how to be funny, how to make others feel 100% comfortable around you, and lastly, how to be a human. They say cells are the the building blocks of human beings. I say love is the fundamental element in any person's spirit.

Love, this very word, is nice!