Thursday, February 08, 2007
I miss my babe...
This is my babe, yamaha sports 100. Got this bike when I was in standard 6. Now, it's all over. Dad has sold it, it's official. :(
my babe looking macho
my babe looking macho
my babe emo-ing
One last photo with my babe :(Babe,
It's never easy to let go of you. You were the one who accompanied me through the ups and downs of my life. Your superb durability had helped teaching my motorbike skills. There were times when I mistreated you but I always regretted after doing shits to you.
I hope the new owners of yours will treat you like a friend, a good friend and take care of you 10000000 times better than I did. I will miss you!!!!
xoxoxoxoxo
-MaDCaT-
It's never easy to let go of you. You were the one who accompanied me through the ups and downs of my life. Your superb durability had helped teaching my motorbike skills. There were times when I mistreated you but I always regretted after doing shits to you.
I hope the new owners of yours will treat you like a friend, a good friend and take care of you 10000000 times better than I did. I will miss you!!!!
xoxoxoxoxo
-MaDCaT-
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Shit is what I feel...
Weekend is here, I am supposed to go home (sepang). This weekend will be my last chance riding my bike, yamaha sports 100cc, but I got fed up with my parents.Not wanting to see their fuckfaces, I refused to go home and used the i-want-to-do-calculus-homework excuse to stay back in KL. Cheebye, guess what, MuM decided to stay back!!! WTF!!! Why the fuck is she staying back??? WHY??? Cuz she doesn't have trust in me...FUCK...I'm damn pissed...
Talking bout my bike, yeah, cheebye Dad's gonna sell it on the the 8th of February and buy a brand new cheebye yamaha eGo SCOOTER for my sister. I confronted him but he insisted that there'll be too many bikes at home. SHIT!!!! That bike has accompanied me for 6 years, walking through the happiest and the saddest moments of my 18 year-old experience in this fucked up world. My baby, I'm gonna miss you like crazy!!! *tears and tears and tears*
To make things shittier, I'm like stranded in KL. Dad drove my babe back to sepang and left his jibet pajero with me. And FUCK, the fuel was so low that you won't even make it to subang jaya from petaling jaya.
I switched on my handphone, scrolled up and down the contacts twice, looking for someone who I could ring. There was none. =( I'm so pathetic. I was looking for somebody who could have brought me out of this hell but to no avail as well. I dared not to call them as well cuz I thought I was gonna disturb them when they were having quality time with their families or loved ones. Then I hoped my phone would ring and it never happened. I stared at the screen every 5 or 10 minutes, hoping there's an envelope or a missed call icon, and there wasn't any. Guess I had to accept the fact that I'm a lonely asshole, incarcerated in KL...
Total shit was what i felt, now I feel shit as well. I'm waiting for the ManUtd-Hotspurs game, schedule at 0000hrs malaysian time, to kick off, and I have this shit feeling that ManUtd will lose to Spurs this time. You heard it, ZH. Red Devils fans out there, dun blame me if ManUtd lose this time round.
Talking bout my bike, yeah, cheebye Dad's gonna sell it on the the 8th of February and buy a brand new cheebye yamaha eGo SCOOTER for my sister. I confronted him but he insisted that there'll be too many bikes at home. SHIT!!!! That bike has accompanied me for 6 years, walking through the happiest and the saddest moments of my 18 year-old experience in this fucked up world. My baby, I'm gonna miss you like crazy!!! *tears and tears and tears*
To make things shittier, I'm like stranded in KL. Dad drove my babe back to sepang and left his jibet pajero with me. And FUCK, the fuel was so low that you won't even make it to subang jaya from petaling jaya.
I switched on my handphone, scrolled up and down the contacts twice, looking for someone who I could ring. There was none. =( I'm so pathetic. I was looking for somebody who could have brought me out of this hell but to no avail as well. I dared not to call them as well cuz I thought I was gonna disturb them when they were having quality time with their families or loved ones. Then I hoped my phone would ring and it never happened. I stared at the screen every 5 or 10 minutes, hoping there's an envelope or a missed call icon, and there wasn't any. Guess I had to accept the fact that I'm a lonely asshole, incarcerated in KL...
Total shit was what i felt, now I feel shit as well. I'm waiting for the ManUtd-Hotspurs game, schedule at 0000hrs malaysian time, to kick off, and I have this shit feeling that ManUtd will lose to Spurs this time. You heard it, ZH. Red Devils fans out there, dun blame me if ManUtd lose this time round.
I'm back...or am I really...???
I dunno what the fuck I am doing here.
I dunno who the fuck I am.
I dunno what I like.
I dunno what I really want.
I dunno how I should feel sometimes.
I dunno when to be happy, when to be sad.
I dunno what to blog, but I just feel like blogging.
I'm lost!!! Sad isn't it???
I dunno who the fuck I am.
I dunno what I like.
I dunno what I really want.
I dunno how I should feel sometimes.
I dunno when to be happy, when to be sad.
I dunno what to blog, but I just feel like blogging.
I'm lost!!! Sad isn't it???
