for a sec, i thought it was all over.

my car slow to a halt on the grass pavement, i look around me in the dark. what happen? why am i so foolish. a hissing sound at the front sarcastically join in my predicament.. why has it to be this way, when i was a week from my birthday? after that my friend who was following behind me say i was straight out from the movie fast and furious 4 at the last scene where vin diesel drove with his car front end in the air and crush his foe. but this time is different, while i was cornering around the bend, i didnt care whether my car was understeering, i thought it would always regain traction at the last moment. It didnt. i panick and slam on the brakes, which was a big and serious mistake. the car skidded straight no matter how i steer and went up the kerb. somehow i manage to swerve past a tree and lamp post before my car slow down. the feeling was totally unreal. i got out of the car and look around me, i didnt know how i manage to squeeze past the lamp post and tree, then i look behind me, my car debris was all behind me. air con pipe, wheel fender, bumper fender. the damage to the lower front of my car was disastrous, the bumper was touching on the floor with the right side holding it up, left front wheel displace back to the cabin crushing the body work so that the left door couldnt open anymore.

fair complexion? try this

i think im starting to become an insomniac soon. late night ktv, late night assignments. lol u guys know how come i had such a fair complexion? its becos of the late nights, making me look pale from the lack of sleep. i just realise this fact in m’sia where my cousin has to watch guard over the funeral for continuously 7 days and he only slept in the day. he look like he was left with 1 pint of blood in his body even though he was a really big size guy.

m’sia

woot.. finally manage to finsih a 1500 word essay in 3 days. its been a torture in m’sia, no internet connection, only a handful of notes which i can only read and read but no ideas of sort to write out. The funeral was a grand one, there was a few times i have to resist myself from crying. The most memorable part was on the way to the burial grounds. i never thought i would be involve in one of them, walking somberly behind the casket car, with a stretch of cars and a mob of about 100 meter behind us. i dunno how come, but there were police involve as well to direct the traffic. the last part was hard to describe, we have to turn our backs and walk away as the grave diggers shove soil over my grandma like nobody’s business. I just simply dunno how to describe that particular feeling, as the sound keep resonating through my head, the shoving of soil over someone i know in my life. The urge to suddenly turn back and stop them from what they are doing was very great, as i was half expecting her to wake up.

anyway just to share my grandfather actually have this unique number which all his children share in common, its like a mob number or something and all the cars number are the same.

bad days

bad days always haunt me. imagine clubbing half way then suddenly theres a call from ur sis saying ur grandma just pass away in the hospital.. even though it wasnt really unexpected, but imagine u’re just trying to destress then suddenly a sledgehammer came down hard on u. hey grandma just pass away… well. life is full of up and down, u just have to swallow it as it comes and goes. this tuesday dunno whether can get compassionate leave to go off for seven days..

racing at 1.30 am

i could feel the wheels squealing to my demand around the corners but it just wouldnt get any more traction then i can already get. and i also learn alot of stuff tonight. a car’s handling is very important no matter how fast the car is and one very important thing is never to jerk the steering wheel at high speed, it will cause the car to drift out, and drifting for fwd is a bad thing. tonight lucky i manage to keep up with peng whose car handling is already heavily mod for handling wise. i think its because he nv really step on it or becos my hp is better than his, which is a sucky thing, because in the racing scene catching up with the other by horse power is a amateurish thing to do.

my friend lionel integra neon light , damn cool. looks like entrance to hell.

labour day

its been 2 months. i could still feel her beside me sometimes when i’m doing my work, expecting to see her when i turn around. its as if she didnt leave at all, just taking a long vacation. the real jy have died, and will be in my heart forever. the one who’s still around.. i dunno her.

today vivi had her period and soiled my damn bed so we made a pad for her to put on. surprisingly she know wat it is and didnt try to bite it off.