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fall of the nyonya kacang ;
June 09, 2008

ahh...*rubs hands together*.my weekend has been a blast for me.how about yours?just hope you enjoyed yours?=)

i guess riding a bicycle without falling once is impossible aye?i've had my share yesterday while bike-trekking in Pulau Ubin .

OUH.and my boyfriend(okay..me also,*rolls eyes*),had loads of fun by doing occasional sprints thanks to the sweet, harassing bees.

pfft.

yes,you may call me an arrogant,little,confident bastard.much of a thrillseeker i am, with the little experience in handling bicycles, i decided to go down a very narrow slope on full speed,confident that,of course,i can pull it off.everything was alright until my 'Jason Mraz' hat flew off my head,made me turn back to locate where it is(i wasn't thinking alright.that $3.50 straw hat is precious to me because of its deceiving cost.pfft.),wobbled,face the front again and then,pressed my right break out of panic.i didn't know that it was much more safer to press on your left break rather than the right; afraid that you'll fly off your bicycle.thank god the bicycle swirled to the left side and did not decide on throwing me off it.i stood up quickly and started to laugh my ass off like a bloody junkie on weed.non-stop.

and my boyfriend just stood down there and watched me from afar, knowing that i wasn't hurt and knowing that helping me would just bruise my pride(yes,i have a big one.BUT:it comes with a humongous,soft heart too.thats why,rubix..get it,get it?).well,at least that's better than laughing at me.he did ask me whether i am ok afterwards though.then again..he could have...

oh fuck.the side of the rubix cube is being contradicting yet bloody again.never happy with a satisfactory reaction and always expecting better.if you looked close enough,there is a bad thin line between wanting and expecting.rubix, is always the latter.

now,you get to view all the beauty full snapshots and stop complaining that i always take "act cute" pictures.(that's right,say "oh shit" right about...now.you know who you are.*smiles*.)

just kindly click on the picture below.



"not dog.am seal"

till my next entry.

much love,
Shyda.