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A father puts his son on the ledge, fifteen feet from he ground. Kid’s about six. The father asks the kid to jump. The kid shakes his head, afraid to make the move. The father tells him not to worry, Daddy’s here and Daddy will catch you. The kid swallows hard, clenches his hands and makes the jump. The father moves out of the way and lets the kid fall to the ground, cuts, bruises, scrapes, what have you. The father bends over and points a finger in the face of his crying boy. And tells him, ‘Remember one thing. In this life, never trust anyone.


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Monday, November 29, 2004

So tired and sleepy at the moment. Yesterday slept at one. Finally got down to really washing and scrubbing kazumi and polishing her to a shine that anyone would be proud of. And of course I came back from esplanade before that. Session was not too bad. I just sat around most of the time watching enemy ground break and goof around. Hakim treated me, kel, yogi and mud free burger king, yips~ so I ordered a mushroom swiss extra cheese, onion rings, ice lemon tea and chicken tenders. Shiok ar. In the morning went to service bike with naseer. We decide the time to be 9am, I woke up at 730 to prepare everything. Den when I reached there on the dot, he was nowhere in sight. 910, he called me and asked me where I was. I told him I was at jb already. Apparently, he was still at home, it just doesn’t help to know that he stays in woodlands. I was rather peeved when he finally appeared at 945. I just pretended that nothing happened. Actually this type of things happens for a reason, it just teaches me not to go out with him next time, at least don be early.

Sunday driving lessons was quite nice, I finally learnt to do parallel parking. Quite had fun on my own to try it out. After that went home to play game, quite bored. I read all the other blogs. Its funny how I get to know things that I hope to know from people, but I end up knowing about them from their blogs. Incredibles at orchard. Hmmm, movie outing finally huh. Quite sad I missed it. Battle with z-stylers at the baskers festival. Quite glad they have fun. Farhan and felix teaching dance steps. Really sad I missed that one. But reading back my previous posts, I realized again why I didnt get to know about all this things. Of course its not anyone’s fault. Like I said, they aren’t obligated to let me in on anything anyway. Having that said and knowing all that have happened, I really must admit that the drive to break is really gone. Flare? Windmill? Air tracks? Fuck it, doesn’t matter anymore. I just want to be able to dance properly one day.

gilbert at 7:03 PM [comment]

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