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Written: Wednesday, September 05, 2007


Didn't go Jamiyah last sun cos i woke up late. Heh. Straight away went to Clementi CC. Reached Clementi with an almost empty tank and with no idea where the nearest petrol station is. Ended up asking a Vespa dude for directions to the nearest petrol station. Watched Tunas Merkah Silat competition. Then went to work at Canadian at 5pm.

On Mon went to HDB Hub in the heavy rain. The things my girlfriend and I have to do to go to work. Helped to unmount servers. From there, went to Fengshan CC for Canadian delivery again at 5pm. Fell from my bike on my third delivery. Ouch. The 2 packs of Lasagna were ruined. I was in a carpark which was partly under renovations, ands there was a metal base on side of the road. Skided at the edge of the metal base. An oncoming lorry full of Bangla workers stopped and half of them went down an helped me. Heh. So nice of them. They brought up my bike and helped me up, and one of them offered to wash my wound at a nearby tap. Suffered 3 minor wounds; 2 on my right leg and one on my right elbow. Pedih man. This event changed my perspective of Bangla workers. Haha. Have a higher level of respect for them now. So after 7 months 15 days i had my first fall. Well all motorcyclist will experience it sooner or later. I just hope this is as bad as it'll get.

Did a whole day of belaying today. Went to campsite on Mon night. Lepak man. Just kept singing as Wan played the guitar in the early hours of the morning. Heh. Went to meet Hazim and some ESC people at night just now. Discussed about Camp 500 with him.

Tmr is gonna be another day of belaying instead of being a NAPFA tester. Last minute change due to shortage of people. Well till then. Adios.



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