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~Bryan~,


Being Caught In A Tight Decision Is Nothing. Being Caught In The Middle Of Something You Cannot Decide, Is Tiring.
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Friday, May 28, 2010

First of all.


FUCK STARHUB!!

okay im good. HAhahah!!!


Ytd night could'n't really sleep. Tossed and turn in bed for like a good 3 hours, and finally fell
asleep.
For some reasons my aircon doesn't seem to be air-conditioning my room, its like warming it up instead.


Mom said i too happy cos the next morning can ride my phantom to school.

But im not too happy about it. I don't know why. Like bike. Oh well.

The bike is good. I went up to 100 to test its top speed, indeed it was 100. And my speedometer showed 200 top speed. Cheater.

HAHA
actually can tua the throttle one But i don't dare to speed . Not with a phantom anyway.

Overall i look bleady uncle while riding that bike.

I wore helmet wear and i thoguht its not loud, then around my carpark i didn't wear my helmet, And the engine sound was deafening. WoW!!!!


COOL!!! EVERYONE WILL NOTICE ME ON EXPRESSWAY!! HAHAHA

not to mention, I biked jasper down to the sports hall to collect racket. while going back i stall engine. WTF!! in the middle of the junction somemore, Lucky i got horned by the car in front not the back..

I still need more practise with the phantom. overall i rate myself 6 oout of 10.

By tmr i want to get at least 8.

Pump petrol at acaltax. Found out my tank only 5 litre plus. WTF! how small!!! one litre 35 km. i go school go home 2 times = half tank gone.

But petrol cheap.


hmm things to get.

Top up cash card.
When month end comes buy season parking.
Save for oil
Save for phone
save for internet
Save for going out
Save for new foot rest
Save for paintwork.

and my salary?

100+ per week. great


Oh well. need to learn roads. I was on my way to my bike shop and i actually dropped by kembangan .

WA! not that easy to get out of that area. After the Mrt, i need to turn right a big round over the private estates in the middle to get to the other side of the road.

Lucky i followed bus route XD

hhahh P plate Phantom. Noob on the streets



anyway.

Mei Mei. Nah i mention your name here liao.
dont say don't have.



so.
QUESTION!

Does my life seems satisfied?
i got a bike
a job
study
friends.


seems a perfect life~ very happy.

i don't think so
Cos If There's Somebody, Calling Me On
She's The One