fadz woke me up at 6am today.. yes.. he was late for camp and so he decided to ride his bike.. only thing is.. he doesnt want to leave his bike at camp.. thats where i came in.. hero of the day.. and its only 6am.. kewl.. we reached yio chu kang mrt at ard 645.. his camp mates were late.. camp mate actually.. his name is anaz i think.. watever.. world hero we called him.. ANYWAYS.. thats not the reason why i'm blogging at 9 fooken am today.. let me story you abt the trip back.. alone.. on a bike i've never riden b4.. wooooo..

the journey begins..

okok.. so i didnt shower.. i was in a rush.. screw that part.. fadz rode a scooter.. i've nvr riden a scooter b4.. so i was.. hmm.. how do i put it.. oh ok.. suck. big time.. my hair is big.. and the helmet is watever.. i look funny.. fadz went off at ard 7.. so i'm all alone at the carpark.. i didnt noe which way to go.. fadz told me to go straight and i'll see the expressway signboard.. ok..

*tret* *tret* *tret* << the sound of the engine.. yeahh.. it started out ok.. when.. *honk* *honk*.. i looked up.. it was a traffic jam.. people were honking their asses out.. the pile up was quite long.. the reason ? a red light lah.. jesuses crap.. whats wrong with you people sia..

ok.. so i went straight just like mr fadz had told me earlier.. on and on and on.. straight i went.. when suddenly.. i discovered that i was in.. yishun.. shit.. i was lost.. no expressway sign.. i was surrounded by trees and fog.. car fumes to be exact.. i stopped on the curb and called a fren.. he told me i made a wrong turn and to look for nanyang poly.. the road was straight sia.. aper yg wrong turn..

so off i went to nanyang poly.. i have no bloody idea where it is though.. so i just went straight again.. the occasional traffic light stops along the way.. i skipped a gear to neutral.. it made a loud noise but i didnt move an inch.. thanks.. a truck filled with banglas nearly knocked me down.. sibei kanchong eh kannina.. throughout the whole journey, i was nearly knocked down thrice.. but they managed to brake in time or sumthin like that.. yeah.. reckless driver i am..

anyways.. i reached nanyang poly and followed the sign to an expressway.. CTE ( PIE ).. sumthin like that.. so there i was.. my first time on the expressway with a scooter.. kewlness.. the expressway was boring really.. theres absolutely nuthin to talk abt.. so skip that..

reached pasir ris.. entered a street.. and.. just as the scooter passed a bustop.. it died.. literally.. it lost power and slowed down automatically.. so there i was.. weird hairdo person that has not showered wearing an egged shaped helmet trying to get a scooter movin.. it has no oil.. sigh.. i switched the thingy to reserve.. its an oil thingy btw.. it started.. hoorah.. thanks to all the people at the bustop who was cheering me on.. this one is for u..

so i made the last turn and there i was.. home.. i was relieved.. it was an experience.. really.. highlights of the day.. nearly got knocked down thrice, scooter died, got lost twice and popped the thing up 4 times.. whats popped ? popped is when an ass who has no idea how to ride a scooter rides one one day and does sumthin wrong sumwhere, resulting in a mini wheelie.. sumthin like that.. yeah..

this is like a freaking compo siol.. ok enough.. i better get goin.. fadz says i can use the bike for a while.. hmm.. i dunno.. if ur reading this fadz, the scooter's at home.. i came to sch by bus.. sumpah..

:)