Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Superbly sleepy and boring day. Don know if I shld go and break later, or maybe I shld just head for home and watch breakdancing videos. Yesterdae’s session was ok, just a little mentally weary. Hate this shit, but it always happens. Hope I will get my flares, windmill and headspins soon. Birthday is ard the corner, hopefully the wish I made for my last birthday will be fulfilled. Sunday went to help my dad with some of his work. Nothing much actually, just help him to carry his equipment ard. The technical stuff i forgot how to do already, been so long since i helped him with his work. But I guess it was an ok experience, kinda reminded me that daddy’s money doesn’t come easily. Den finally went to take my bicycle to repair. Since the last hooha about someone taking my handlebar after a futile attempt at cutting my lock, my bmx has been lying there for edges, hope I can get back to my first love soon, cycling. I remember all the places I used to go with my trusty bmx. East coast park, sentosa, fort canning, lau pasat. All the wee mornings, I will wake up and start my little adventure with my little bike. Singing along with her humming of the wheels. Then when finally I reach home, it will always be late in the evening. And my mother will always give me that classic look and tell me of all the time that I waste, ha. Oh well, cycling is definitely more relaxing than breakdancing ba.

Wrote this long letter the other day. Zzzz, if only I have the courage to pass it to her.

gilbert at 12:36 AM [comment]

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