Sunday, February 25, 2007

When you turned 18, you desire many things. You desire the fact that you're gonna be upgraded from NC-16 to M-18. You desire to go clubbing without having to worry of any age limits whatsoever. You desire to be seen as a young adult, not an ignorant adolescense anymore.

Me? I desire to get a bike license.

I must admit that i wasn't so keen a few months back. Furthermore, the news about Abg Redhuan and his friend got both Ab and I rooted to the ground. Ab was stunned, i could clearly see, but that didn't stop him from sending me home (something convinced him that i was gonna be kidnapped on my way home if he didn't send me himself. What the hell Ab). And trust me, when i got on his bike, the rush and adrenaline i felt was enough to make go insane with ideas. I want a bike, and i want a bike NOW.

Andy would object; his experience with motorcycles hadn't exactly been the most wonderful, but he occasionally get rides from Hood...so i'm pretty sure he'll understand. Even if he dun approve, Ab would still push me to get a license.

"Tak pasal ah u. Nanti dah dapat lesen, you boleh bawak my KR."

Yar right Abdillah. Need i remind you the time where you almost got into depression because our pay was three days late, and you didn't have the money to rescue your dearest KR from the workshop? Need i again explain that you lived and breathed your darling bike because you just simply can't go anywhere without it?

"Ey nampak sah kan. Abeh nak antar order takkan nak naek basikal, takkan nak pinjam moto rider laen. I love my KR man...my baby, my second wife, you noe."

"Uh huh. And who's the first?"

"You ah."

=) Tsk tsk.

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