I’ll never. Look at a bicycle. The same way again.

May the force be with you. Assalamualaikum all!

While having dinner after our USS outing, a friend mention they were cycling and as usual, my mouth said yes. Without my brain nor me acknowledging it. Since, it was a long time since I cycled, bring it on.

Banyak aku punya bring it on!

Since my maid chained my bike to some pipe and lost the key, yes, brilliant! I borrowed my cousin’s.

Sigh… He has 2. I thought he’d lend me the smaller one, bmx. My friends to me for long distance cycling, it’ll be tiring. Since he offered me his fat giant bike, I just went, ah…. ok. *Note to self: Bigger is not always better*

See how thick and fat the green bike is compared to the grey? bike? But the suspension shiok ah. It *boinks*boinks* Hahaha… Now I know what to expect from stunt bike! 10mins into cycling, I had to change bicycle with another friend. Sorry Red, besikal mu begitu berat *yo bike’s to heavy for me to handle*

We cycle all the way to Bedok, pick 2 friends, cycle all the way to Changi. Got lost. End up somewhere near ECP. Cycle through the expressway. Got to Changi. Ate food. Cycle back. Send a friend home instead of going to ECP.

On the way back to send my friend home, at Bedok, I backed out. Cause I’m the slowest. Seriously, I was slowing everyone down last night. I’m soooo guilty. You have no idea. Sometimes I’ll be right in front. When everyone overtakes me, usually, one or two guy friends will be behind me. Cause they are baik *good* like that. I kept holding everyone back throughout. I know I’ve mentioned this. But this part needs to be stressed on. Haha.

I know none of you guys read my blog. But if one day it so happens that you peeps find and read this, just know that I’m so sorry for being Gary the snail. You guys would probably have much fun without me. I promise that you guys won’t invite me anymore and if it happens that you guys do, I promise not to join.

So I switched bicycle with the friend and cycle home. Pit stop halfway and called my cousin if he wants his bicycle back. At 3.20am. Luckily he answered my call. Luckily we stay nearby. So instead of pushing the bike, I just got my sore butt on the bike and cycle to his place. He came down dengan muka busuk! *came down with smelly face* Haha, well I don’t expect him to bathe, shave, put on deodorant and meet me, to take his besikal… He raised the bike. Got on the lift and told me that he just went to bed and got my call after a while. Oh I know that pheeling! You just fell asleep and had to get up. But, Hey! I know you love your bike more than your sleep! Hahaha…

Wake home alone at almost 4am, alone. Checked the dry blood on my knees andย  calves and palm. Yep, I fell. Haha… Bathing was such a pain.

To summarise it, I had a great and painful experience. Everyone tweeting about their butt sore. Haha. I’ll probably do it again. But alone perhaps. Not with my friends. I don’t ever, Wanna slow them down.

Looking at bicycle will never be the same again. I don’t know how my cousin can cycle from his place to his workplace everyday and do stunts, flips and whatnots and land on his butt on almost daily basis. Oh god, the thought itself is hurting me.

The next time I’ll ride a bike, will probably in the gym.

Jakarta

Assalamualaikum … Peace be with y’all,

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Back from Jakarta trip. This trip was different then the countless times I went there. Usually, we’d stay at my uncle’s place. But this time, we stayed outside of main Jakarta and in a hotel. Simply cause it’s nearer to the places that we’re going to shop at.

The night before the flight, I didn’t sleep. At 6am I asked my mum what time we were leaving. She said 645. So, I rushed and got ready. Turns out, she’ll start getting ready at 645. Urghhh!!!

Don’t we all dislike our parents rushing us to get ready thinking we’ll be later than them but in the end we’re always earlier… Been there. Yet to do that.

In the end, I took a nap. Woke up with one side crumpled scarf. Mehh… I’m cool.

Anyways, while reaching Jakarta, still in the aircraft,ย  I had a terrible headache. Suddenly. It came without warning. It just one side and hits the nerve, I think. Heh. Might also be the air pressure. don’t know la!

Kept sleeping in the car from place to place … Haha… That night, we knocked out by 10pm. I heard my mum’s phone ringing but tiredness rule, then. So, ignore it and sleep!!

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Damage done on first night.

The hotel does not have iron! I was appalled. I rolled my clothes and shawls. Die. Mati-mati. Tentu mati! Thank god I’m sucha cool person *yes, vomit rainbow, errbaddeh!* So, for the entire 4 days, I went around Jakarta in un-iron clothes.

oh! oh!

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Dian, fashion designer for Dian Pelangi ๐Ÿ™‚

Happened to meet her. Probably cause she’s packing and I happen to be there.

Andย  then, we visited my mum’s patient in the morning. He’s got 3 kids and the youngest is Kenzo. He is so cute! Stay that way k?? ๐Ÿ™‚

When there’s a baby called Kenzo, I usually think of

Kenzo Lee … Haha..Nevertheless, both is cute and adorbs ๐Ÿ™‚

Anyway,

at Jenahara boutique. Look at how they twirl the shawls!

reminds me of Cotton Candy or Ice Fairy ice-cream cone… Haha!

We went to MOI, Mall Of Indonesia and on the way home, my mum pointed this to me,

Mum: Kedai, Mak Syukur. Gambar, Pak Syukur.
Shop is called Miss. Picture, shows Mr.

Before leaving, we head to Carrefour cause there’s always things to buy at the supermarket!

Sucha pretty cake.

Look at le candies!! So pretty I want them all. But, I don’t like nor eat them. So, I’ll just look at them.

On the way back, I asked my mum if she wants to go San Fransisco. Haha. She was giving me the look and said, “banyak hal engkau eh.” You’re crapping too much.

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San Francisco Bay, Jakarta.

Heh, Gotcha mum!

3rd Day, mum’s patient wife brought us out for lunch,

The fish wasn’t the best that I’ve tasted but the long long green brown thing there, it’s kangkong fried in some nice batter. It tastes sooooooooooooo good! Gonna make my maid make some. Hahaha…

We went to main Jakarta afterwards and first stop is Tanah Abang. My mum’s shopping heaven. My worst nightmare. In Singapore, it’s worst then Ramadan bazaar. In Kuala Lumpur, it’s worst than Masjid India. I can cry.

Leaving the place, as we did not have driver for that day, we had to cab and we couldn’t find a blue bird cab (the most trusted cab in Indonesia) so, we just smack one cab. I got pissed off from … I’m not sure of what

and I turned into a diva. Shades on means, don’t talk to me. Yes! That’s my specs underneath. My trademark. Haha. This is the largest shades I have… Thank you…..YSL!

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Ended up at my uncle’s place, for dinner together,

Oh how much I miss this girl!! *Now, I’m missing her already*…

Her ”why are we going for dinner?! I’ve had mine and it’s bedtime!” face.

Dinner menu!

I asked the waiter if they really had rainbow cake. Yeah! They don’t have it! Cheat my feelings man… Can I sue them?

Ma Dinner!

Pass by the swimming deck to get our stuff and go back to our hotel. I’ll miss em’!

Every beginning has ending. Goodbye Jakarta!

Hullo Singapore!

Dinner.

May the peace be with all of you.

Assalamualaikum.

I wanted to post this on 5 of October but internet connection doesn’t allow me to. So, let’s pretend that this was posted on October the 5th k?

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Just got back from dinner with mom and the siblings at Pizza Hut. I was craving for the Snow Crab pasta since I first ate it during Ramadhan, I think. So, without even looking at the menu, ok fine, I looked at the menu. Must confirm whether they still have it on the menu mah… I ordered the same thing.

Le snow crab.

I was so disappointed. It tasted heavenly when I first ate it. This?? I can make a better sauce!! Halfway, I was forcing myself to finish it. Sighh…..

Anyway, there were 4 of us,

+ 1 warm water = 6 drinks for 4 people. The waitress was astonished at the amount of drinks. Haha. My brother alone had 3 types. tsk.tsk.tsk.

While queuing, I spotted this sign and …

“Bro (younger), you cannot go in!”

“Huh? Why?”

*points to the sign*

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!

Cheap thrill. Ok, sorry.

Anyway, we had dinner together cause tomorrow I’ll be flying off to Jakarta with momma. So, mini family dinner before we leave ๐Ÿ™‚

Heads Up!

Assalamualaikum alls!

I know I’ve not been updating this space for god knows how long. Well… I wanted to but was busy with family, going overseas and many more activities so I’ll just do it one shot tonight….I mean, morning… Haha…it 4.47am…

See you next posts!

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