dependable feeling

when we get unhappy with someone, we tend to bring back more unhappy stuff to make us feel worst.
try this for once: try remembering the good times, this way you tend to see more and be happier.

“we feel how we want to feel”

2 things that doesn’t go well.

coffee with milk.
family, love.
cycling, keeping fit.
big boobs, small body?

that’s pretty much what i dont understand.
you want a small, slim sexy body but you want big boobs?
how does one lose weight and increase your boob size?
it just doesn’t go well, does it?

ok, feel insulted? bite me (:

i’m back in..

yes, i’m back. i’m back cycling..
indulge in this mean looking machine (:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ok, back to the point.
yes, i’m back,..
i got my bike in shape,..

i’m riding again,.. but still not what i WAS a year ago before some prick took my bike away from me.

cheap talk.. let’s ride..

the painful SGD9000

meet my bike, it’s a ORBEA Orca.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this machine cost me over 9 grand.
it was a FANTASTIC bike.
smile for the camera because,…

i took the bike on impulse and set it up with very good parts on impulse and had to pay a not so impulsive way, which nearly killed me.. tsk tsk..

it was a fine thursday on the 17th sept 2009 when i pushed my new bike out of the bike shop. had a very good 3months with my new bike..

then came 14th december..
at 740am, girlfriend’s mom came into the room..
she looked at the both of us and started a conversation,
gf’s mom: “eh?! both of you are home?!”
girlfriend got up and replied: “ya? where should we be?”
gf’s mom: oh? i thought you both went cycling, coz the bikes are not downstairs.
girlfriend: “oh? no, we’re still sleeping..”
gf’s mom: hmmm. ok,.. (she walked out of the room and closed the door slowy behind her.)

i got up and said: your mom abit lame right? such things also can make into a joke uh?
my girlfriend got up, looked at me and said: my mom dont joke bout such stuff..

we both walked down to realized.. both our bikes were missing..
shotly after the police came, took some evidence, photos and left..

it’s bee more than a year, no picture or sound from the police..
good bye bicycle.. ):

reintroducing

its been almost a year.. i must have been forgotten and so have you..
lets start afresh.

hello reader,
my name is daryl..
i just turned 21 and i think i’m considered as an adult now.. i’v completed my national service and i just started a full time job.
it’s more like welcome to the real world (:

i love magical stuff.
i love cycling.
i love my family.
i love my girlfriend.
nuff said..
and i’ll be back soon to start blogging agin..