Sometimes, taking a bus again brings memories of my pre-riding days back... Hey! what am I talking about here? It was only last friday when I first sat my fat ass on the phantom... hahaha... Taking public transport has its perks too, I miss playing visual hide-and-seek with chica bonitas and occasionally glancing at the pretty girl through the corner of my eye... cheap thrills eh? hahaha... But now? No more... What i got in exchange was extra sleep time and the freedom to go anywhere (yes, ANYWHERE) and everywhere i please... that is IF I get my directions right...

Meanwhile, my bike sits in the workshop for more finetuning as I don't want my bike to die on me on the expressway... it won't look pretty i think... heh... Just yesterday, my engine stalled while I was waiting to turn at a traffic junction. All thanks to my clutch and its weak biting point... always seem to flutter and tutter whenever I'm moving off... hope to see it corrected when I get back my bike tomorrow...

And there's this thing about kick start bikes, they won't start straight away when you kick again... not like electric starter bikes... Before you know it, bloody impatient and irritated singaporean drivers are already honking the shit outta you, confirm kancheong one I tell you... cos' I've already experienced myself... (-_-")

Something to share with you peeps... this clip my friend sent me...
Guys, I think you'll be friggin' amused... Ladies, advance at your own peril... hahahaha...

WARNING!!!
PARENTAL GUIDANCE ADVISED...
http://forum.asianbookie.com/viewmessages.cfm?Forum=30&Topic=434778
(for maximum effect, crank up your volume now)

I find it very irritating when people whip out their handphones and begin sms-ing right under the lecturer's nose... bloody no respect for people... if die die must message, at least do it under the table or what lah... what of all places in front of the lecturer somemore... these people either got no bloody brains or don't give a shit to what's happening around them... they need social etiquette lessons, i repeat, they need social etiquette lessons...

I have a responsibility towards my parents and my dearest friends around me. I pledge myself to be a safe rider, to obey all traffic rules and not be a reckless rider. I treasure the freedom that comes with riding but i treasure my life and the people around me even more...

Here it is, my very first bike... the Phantom TA150...

Woke up extra early at 5 plus in the morning cos' i need to get down to SIM management house for the National Management Competition Qualifying round at 0730 hr... didn't hear about the competition before, much less intend to join it, but it was my camp mate and now fellow classmate, zhengyi who asked me to join his team of, i must say, very proactive and vocal people who left me with more than impressed at the end of the event... here you have people who throws up ideas ever so enthusiastically and left me wondering what the hell was i doing there in the first place at all. I kinda felt like a free rider... most of the time i would be listening to what they have to say instead of contributing to the discussion, and whatever i said were mere logic... i don't feel good about myself at all... especially in discussions where i spoke too little for the likes of myself, somehow i feel i need to do something to affirm my existence, lest i find myself becoming a leech... which i deeply detest people of such... Blame it on the numbers and the orgy of information on those cursed balance sheets... just not my cup of tea, and the reason why i chose marketing as my major... blame it too on my attitude towards the whole thing as just another simulation game... Or then again, there can never be too many indian chiefs in a team... i don't know, maybe it's just a lame excuse for my incapacity... Kinda felt let down by my performance and towards zhengyi... he must have seen something in me that justifies his choice in asking me to join his team, then i was so bloody quiet throughout the whole competition... but then again i might be wrong about his reason for doing so... hahahaha... whatever it might be, i recognise his eye for talented people (ahem...) and appreciate his efforts greatly... and i look forward to the next time we could work together again...

The peeps who attended my buddy jz's OCS commissioning parade last sunday... Congrats to him for finally enduring through those tough times and let the good (read:slack) times roll man... hahaha... must respect da man lah, he wanted out initially but now came through in one piece... I want to go through the shit also cannot man, my country don't want me leh... looking at the no.1 he's wearing, i can't help but feel envious... heh... So there you have it, an officer finally... among the ranks of specialists in CQ, NCC instructor, admin and me the often ridiculed RP corporal (for the last time, i'm a bloody infantryman)... Yeah yeah laugh your asses off, you know who you are... hahaha...