Ah,

Back from school, end of my first test and looking forward to a nap and a productive study session. So there I was, riding the lift up to my apartment when I realised that I forgot the keys to my front door. And to make it worse, my mobile phone died on me. So basically, locked out of my own home with no means of communication. Unless I burn stuff and make smoke signals.

I leaned against the front door, deciding on my next move. Then I thought, what were neighbours for? So I made my way over to my neighbour's house, hoping that he would be at home. He should, since he's in JC, and they're having their holidays right now.

But.

He wasn't home. I knew it straight away because, if he was home, I'd hear gunshots and explosions coming from his house, obviously too engrossed in his video game to even bother about his neighbour's peace. But I didn't hear all that at all.

There I was, right in front of another empty apartment, deciding on my next course of action. That's when I thought, heck, lets get some lunch.

It was a short walk from my neighbour's apartment to the local coffee shop. Thank goodness the weather was shady today, or I'd melt into a puddle from all that walking.

The coffee shop was rather empty, well naturally since it was a workday. The only patrons there were senior citizens who spend their days relaxing and reminiscing on their glory days. (Actually I thought that crap up, I don't even know what old people do at coffee shops).
It was rather awkward, you don't see many teenagers hanging out at neighbourhood coffee shops much. I got a table with a view of the road and ordered myself some nasi lemak to make my patronage official.

Lonely on a lazy afternoon, I could use some company. Unfortunately the only company I got were flies that were trying to take a hit on my food. Bad company is better than no company sadly. That was how miserable I felt. To make it worse, studying was the only form of entertainment I had. Can you imagine? Me, forced to enjoy studying? I didn't really enjoy it.

With my lunch done, I proceeded under my void deck to wait for any of my family members to come home. I settled myself down on table and proceeded on taking out my notes. Yeah, forced to study again. Armed with a packet of crackers and some notes, I got down to studying. I never really did get anything in my head.

What was that in the corner of my eye? Oh it's just a bird.

That was when I had a fabulous idea. I've always wanted to do this since I was a kid. And that was, feeding the pigeons! At first there was one, then another came. The more I fed them, the more of them came. It wasn't long before I realised they were all around me. I felt like a king! 'The Lord of Pigeons'. How corny is that?

I was the Lord of Pigeons for at least forty-five minutes before my father and brother drove into the carpark. It signaled the passing of the Lord of Pigeons, and I was not ruler of the lands anymore.

I was finally saved from my endless wander, finally in the comfort of my own palace (which is just a metaphor, I live in an apartment). So have I learnt my lesson? Probably not. I foresee many more grand adventures in the future, because I know I'll forget my keys again. And when I do, I'll probably do the same thing again: Neighbour, Coffee Shop, Lord of Pigeons.

(I called my neighbour afterwards, turns out, he was at home all along! Cooped up in his room playing online games. Just great.)

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