Tuesday, May 18, 2004

zzz. rather boring start to the week. yesterday went down to esplanade happily thinking that i will have a great session, but in the end, no one came, except for bee and edwin. but still there were improvements in my headspins tapping, must rilly thank dino. gave lots of tips, without him, i won improve so much. so much difference in the way people treated me, i realised lately. last time when i was still breaking with fuyo, but not in their crew, i never did learnt anything much from them, except apart from alex teaching me mills and flares, and jinhan teaching me headspins, i got nothing from sessions i had with them. still the most of my flares and mills came to me when i was breaking with mahmud, dino and hazrul. and the funny thing is i don know them longer den i know fuyo. i'm glad when i had to make the decision to break at esplanade instead of with fuyo, i chose the former. its not that i'm being ungrateful, its just that theres nothing for me to feel grateful abt, ask FTC if u need confirmation.well, i guess sometimes actions speak louder than words. probably why i never did want to join fuyo in the very first place. there just wasnt the sense of belonging. so glad that now mahmud is welcoming me to his crew. i still got myself some 20 days deadlines to get my flares so that i can join his crew in peace. i must improve. yesterday i went to bed thinking that i must become one of the best powermover in singapore. thinking and thinking abt it, it suddenly drew to me that it might not just be a dream anymore if i were to put in more hard work. windmills are getting there, so are flares and headspins. after i master those, den i probably will start on elbow tracks and air tracks. afterall, flares and mills are basics of advanced power moves like halos and air tracks. hopefully after all the hard work, i will finally get my revenge.

saturday on my way home, i spotted this kawasaki KR in my rear mirror. he had a pillion on him, but i knew he was up to something when he tailed me behind. i blew my throttle to 120 and waited for him to cut me. as expected, he cut past me in a bliz. i must say that his bike was rather fast knowing that he has a pillion with him. i counted to three to let him have some distance between me and him. this is done so that i can cut him at a high speed. true enough, he was waiting for me in front. i opened my throttle to 130 and cut him, den i realised that there were three cars in front of me. one to the right. one on front and another further up front.

for that instant, i lost it.

i cut the three cars in a zigzag motion, increasing speed at the same time. so very nearly grazing past the side of the cars all the time. at the end of the swerving in and out of the three cars, i was at 160 already and my heart was pounding like there was no tomorrow. i maintained for a few seconds before letting go of the throttle. the sheer adrenline was addictive. the beauty of racing, now i know. later on i waited for him to cut me back, which he did, but he turned right into east coast park exit, ending the short but exciting race for me. but i know to ride for more years to come, i cant do this everydae, just wish that sometimes my life can be more interesting.

cant wait to break later, must get my flares soon. wish me luck.

miss you, girl >_<
gilbert at 1:02 AM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}