The Guitar of my dreams, (every guitar also my dream one)
The Hagstrom Viking.
Gonna get it 1 day, Frank Zappa used this.
I must, 1 day , own it.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Free CNY Drinks, food & a little more
I was driving down to the old Jaya Jusco with planning to buy stuff for CNY, you know cookies, coca cola, 100 plus , cookies, whatever people will eat when they come to my house during the CNY holidays. Then i come across a man holding a carton of 100 plus , running with it. As i look around with confusion in my brain why the man is so "Kan chuong" i found a lot of cookies and drinks on the side of the bus stop outside Jaya Jusco as if it's free to take'em all. Well, i got excited and make a quick "U" turn and stopped my car next to it and ready pickup as many as possible without even thinking of why where how these things are here. Many people are doing the same thing in my head, so why wait?
2 cartons of 100plus and 5 boxes of cookies, that's the most i can fit into my MAB304 Proton Iswara, the car that brought me places and stayed with me since i started to work.It's been 7 years now, Old faithfull. I was happy, cause i got things without using my money. I can save it up for the angpau i guess, it's going to go also. How much money you have, it's gonna go anyway.
So i'm heading home, driving and singing along with my radio. Suddenly, i saw a bunch of kids, about the age of 10 or 11. Walking on the dividers of the highway, they were wearing grey jumpsuits and a mask with dreadlocks. Almost like corey taylor's one in Slipknot. They were all walking like a bunch of rascals ready to do something not right. Ok, i said to myself. Better get back and ignore it. When i came to the Traffic light at Hospital Pantai, there's a group of motorbikes waiting on it, and the riders are another group of kids with the same uniforms. holding weapons, jackhammer, axe and something else.
I'm already shivering, cold sweat on my forehead. What the hell is going on? Who are these kids? ok, i stayed cool. Like i always do, no smile no expression on my face. I learn to do that during school. I have not much friends. So i stay the same mood all day long minding my own stuffs.
I keep about 10 meters away from them. Thinking to myself, "i tak kacau you, you don't kacau me" As the green light lid, they took off. Good, i'm saved.
So i drive along, after the trafficlight, the whole situation is chaging, it's dark, i mean very dark. Like the whole Melaka is out of electricity. then i saw a motorbike crashed in a way you would image that the driver would have been death.As i drive slowly through, i saw a couple. A man and a women, thier heads are smashed together and thier body is twisted together like a Ying Yang logo, pale faces and blood everywhere. then i saw a car crashed too, 50% of the lenght of the original, a man squating down covering his face and blood covering every inch of his skin. The car is burning. i drove a little faster hoping this will end. Then i saw as many as 20- 30 people pale face, with eyes opened lying through out the side of the road dead. kids, grandma , man, women, all kinds. they seems to look as me with thier dead faces. then a bus crashed in the most horrible way. It's upside down as if the bus driver sped and hit the divider. pale faces, blood everywhere.
Then i thought of the drinks and free stuff i took. Was it for them?
2 cartons of 100plus and 5 boxes of cookies, that's the most i can fit into my MAB304 Proton Iswara, the car that brought me places and stayed with me since i started to work.It's been 7 years now, Old faithfull. I was happy, cause i got things without using my money. I can save it up for the angpau i guess, it's going to go also. How much money you have, it's gonna go anyway.
So i'm heading home, driving and singing along with my radio. Suddenly, i saw a bunch of kids, about the age of 10 or 11. Walking on the dividers of the highway, they were wearing grey jumpsuits and a mask with dreadlocks. Almost like corey taylor's one in Slipknot. They were all walking like a bunch of rascals ready to do something not right. Ok, i said to myself. Better get back and ignore it. When i came to the Traffic light at Hospital Pantai, there's a group of motorbikes waiting on it, and the riders are another group of kids with the same uniforms. holding weapons, jackhammer, axe and something else.
I'm already shivering, cold sweat on my forehead. What the hell is going on? Who are these kids? ok, i stayed cool. Like i always do, no smile no expression on my face. I learn to do that during school. I have not much friends. So i stay the same mood all day long minding my own stuffs.
I keep about 10 meters away from them. Thinking to myself, "i tak kacau you, you don't kacau me" As the green light lid, they took off. Good, i'm saved.
So i drive along, after the trafficlight, the whole situation is chaging, it's dark, i mean very dark. Like the whole Melaka is out of electricity. then i saw a motorbike crashed in a way you would image that the driver would have been death.As i drive slowly through, i saw a couple. A man and a women, thier heads are smashed together and thier body is twisted together like a Ying Yang logo, pale faces and blood everywhere. then i saw a car crashed too, 50% of the lenght of the original, a man squating down covering his face and blood covering every inch of his skin. The car is burning. i drove a little faster hoping this will end. Then i saw as many as 20- 30 people pale face, with eyes opened lying through out the side of the road dead. kids, grandma , man, women, all kinds. they seems to look as me with thier dead faces. then a bus crashed in the most horrible way. It's upside down as if the bus driver sped and hit the divider. pale faces, blood everywhere.
Then i thought of the drinks and free stuff i took. Was it for them?
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