adrenalin rush

peeps,


dis is daniel.

he is a nice guy.

i'm sure u can tell frm his friendly face.

anyway, dat's not e pt.

we had steamboat at bugis again, a farewell dinner supper for kenneth.


dis is kenneth.

dat, is still not e pt.

i tink the steamboat aunties are SGS-phobic, ie SonyGalleryStaff-phobic.

we are a bottomless pit.

we are a blackhole.

and we demand discount. it is mandatory.

anyway, dat is STILL not e pt.

e pt being, daniel gave me a lift hm

i promised him dat i'd blog bt it so here it goes:

daniel sent me hm on his new bike.

end.of.story.

hur hur

ok fine, for YOUR entertainment value n maintaining my present miserable readership i shall provide more details:

daniel used to ride those huge harley davidson bikes, heavy bottom hence very stable

recently he changed to a lighter bike which sits higher n rides faster

at one pt of time he sped up to 135km/h and i tot abt projectile trajectory i studied back in jc physics

projectile = me

awak faham?

and of course flashbacks of evil things i've done n evil things i've yet to do.

n it hurts, to get slapped by my own hair.

but e adrenalin rush, THE ADRENALIN RUSHHHH

juz like sex n booze, ppl tell u it's bad, u still clamour for more nevertheless

hur hur

also i have total no sense of direction so we were lost and made a big detour (poor daniel prob regretted ever offerin e lift hee :P)

also when i jumped off e bike i twisted n sprained my waist =..=

anyway, the pt being:

daniel sent me hm on his new bike :D