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Thursday, February 23, 2006

I guess I've neglected to blog about something that happened recently. I assure you that it's really funny.

I was stopped by the police for going too fast on my bicycle. I had my rear blinker light on and was on my way to Lionel Koh's house to study. And before I was stopped, I made a right past the Singapore Scouts' Association. Seeing a police car just in front, I didn't dare cut accross to the correct side of the road. Instead, I waited till it turned the bend and went up the slope before increasing gear and going almost full speed towards LK's block. It was too late when I saw the police car parked at the curb near the bus stop opposite Guang Yang Secondary school. I went past the car quite fast, and was going to increase speed when suddednly I heard a car's horn and someone telling me to stop. Coming to a skidding stop, I turned around and saw the car just behind me, and 2 officers getting out, asking me why the hell I was going so fast on my bicycle and where was I going. Oh boy... I had to take out my IC, and had my particulars taken down. They let me go only when I told them I had an exam to study for. But warned me not to go too fast. I obviously had to agree. But later I just went on the pavement and sped off to LK's house. Like they could catch me. LoL.

And in the words of my friend from a private school I was attending to study for O level combined science, "Pro is liddat one!". And a little bit about that mofo. He started riding a motorcycle at age 13, and was just 17 at the time I met him. The bastard even rode his friend's motorcycle to attend lessons, and had a huge dragon tattoo on his body, from his back to his chest and down his leg. He showed us where the tail ended at his ankle, and where the dragon's head was on his shoulder. Though you might think that that is extreme, there was another one of my friends from that private school who had his whole upper body except for his arms covered in Japanese Yakuza-like tattoos. You'd never guess he was so extreme by looking at him, as he looked like a nerd with a good upbringing, driving a mercedes and all. All the more I should emphasize that looks don't count for much. It's whats inside that counts so much more. So now I bid you readers adieu. I have to wake up for work later. Goodnight!

Kenny died at 4:39 am