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Saturday, January 07, 2006

To those who've been trying to call or sms me, don't bother. I've lost my cell phone. AGAIN! This time it was in a cab. But I'm hoping to get a new one on Monday. Preferably the Samsung E530C. But my number will still be the same.

Anyway, I just bought my new bicycle, and it's none other than the 2006 GT AVALANCHE 1.0! And for the entire common test period I was thinking about buying it after my last paper on Thurday. When Thursday came, I couldn't concentrate on my paper. I was thinking about buying my bike. So when the lecturer said we could leave after an hour, I was like "F**K IT. If I have to go for re-test then so be it". And I left the classroom and went outside to smoke. I left shortly after that to go to AMK to get the bike. I was feeling so vulnerable when I went to get the cash from an ATM. My wallet was bulging with $50 notes and I was walking through an area which was quite deserted. But after I got my bike. I was so damn happy I didn't give a shit that I lost my cell phone. I just went cycling and forgot that I hadn't slept for 36hours. A brief description of my bike:

Frame, handle bars, grips: GT
Suspension Fork: Rockshox J3 (formerly known as Rockshox Judy)
Brakes: Shimano Alivio
Brake Pads: KoolStop
Shifters: Shimano Deore
Crank: Truvativ 5D
Front Derailleur: Shimano Deore
Peddles: Shimano
Seat: WTB
Rear Derailleur: Shimano Deore LX
Rear cog: Shimano Deore LX
Tyres: Tioga

And I paid $730 for it. And it's worth every single penny I paid after saving for 3months.

But something f**ked up happened when I was cycling to Bishan to meet Ralph. I was going past the control office at Bishan Interchange when I knocked down an SBS employee working there. I got off my bike and apologised to him, stretching out a hand to help him up. But the guy refused and grabbed my bike and demanded my IC. I was like "WHAT THE F**K!" He then grabbed my bike and dragged it into the control office then. I shouted at him and he refused to return my bike. He then threatened to call the police and beat me up.

Then suddenly he shouted "You want to know how it feels like to get knocked down?", and proceeded to use my bike to hit my right knee. Even though it's the tyres that hit me, I suffer from knee problems and was infuriated by his actions. When I told him to go ahead to call the police, he quickly threw my bicycle out of the office, and closed the door. I was like WTF? So I went to call the police, then called Ralph to meet me at the interchange. But before the police arrived, the guy ran off, and shortly after Ralph arrived with Charles. But I made a report with the officers who arrived. And to no surprise, after the officers got my detailed description of what had transpired, the started to talk cock with me. Guess we all know where the bulk of the tax money goes to and what it is used for. And the officers hung around for quite awhile, talking cock with Ralph, Charles and me. Asking how much my bike costs, how his bicycle got stolen, etc., etc., . Of the whole incident, the thing that really pissed me off was that the guy just took my bike and threw it out of the office.

But enough about that. I'm hungry. I'm going to grab something to eat.

Kenny died at 7:06 am