Yes, I am finally back in the little historical city I call home. And as I normally do, I ignore all calls that comes by while I am travelling so I don't get questions after questions from my mum or grandma "What time will I be reaching."
By the time I reach Malacca, guess what?
I have 100 miss calls from my granny. Yeah. Beat that. This is the first time in my entire 34 years of life have I reached a total 100 missed call from 1 person in 1 go. Hahah... grandmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Anyway, I have also forgotten to note about my taste with a Carrera 4S yesterday morning while I was driving to work.
Sigh, Carrera 4S.
See, there is this fimilar Indian, affluent looking 'uncle' whom we have seen around in the mamak during some mornings where I feast on a short breakfast before work. Simple stuff like half boiled eggs and toasted kaya and butter. My ultimate favourite breakfast choice.
Anyway, he was always there with his XFR. Yeah, XFR the Jag. And I was always telling Eugene how tasteful uncle has on cars. Except that he got a color which I don't really fancy but, all in all, it's a nice car.
He normally takes roti canai. And he is normally with someone to company him. Always, someone different.
As I was at the 1st traffic lights heading towards Penchala Link, he turned into the same road.
"Ohhhh, Uncle in a Porsh today," I said to myself.
"Wait, drive nearer, see which model that is."
And by the 2nd traffic stop, I was by purpose next to him so I can have a good look at this car.
By the time the traffic turned green, he lost me.
3rd traffic light, I was directly behind him and had all the look see I could afford.
By the 4th traffic, oh well, it was all the way to Penchala Link and beyond. No more sight of him ANYMORE. Not even a smell of smoke.
There.
Carrera 4S. When I see him again in the mamak, I got questions for uncle.
But I also want him to know that he is my inspiration to work harder so one wonderful day, I would be zooming in that car too.
I can FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL the power. I already can. *Breathless*
By the time I reach Malacca, guess what?
I have 100 miss calls from my granny. Yeah. Beat that. This is the first time in my entire 34 years of life have I reached a total 100 missed call from 1 person in 1 go. Hahah... grandmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Anyway, I have also forgotten to note about my taste with a Carrera 4S yesterday morning while I was driving to work.
Sigh, Carrera 4S.
See, there is this fimilar Indian, affluent looking 'uncle' whom we have seen around in the mamak during some mornings where I feast on a short breakfast before work. Simple stuff like half boiled eggs and toasted kaya and butter. My ultimate favourite breakfast choice.
Anyway, he was always there with his XFR. Yeah, XFR the Jag. And I was always telling Eugene how tasteful uncle has on cars. Except that he got a color which I don't really fancy but, all in all, it's a nice car.
He normally takes roti canai. And he is normally with someone to company him. Always, someone different.
As I was at the 1st traffic lights heading towards Penchala Link, he turned into the same road.
"Ohhhh, Uncle in a Porsh today," I said to myself.
"Wait, drive nearer, see which model that is."
And by the 2nd traffic stop, I was by purpose next to him so I can have a good look at this car.
By the time the traffic turned green, he lost me.
3rd traffic light, I was directly behind him and had all the look see I could afford.
By the 4th traffic, oh well, it was all the way to Penchala Link and beyond. No more sight of him ANYMORE. Not even a smell of smoke.
There.
Carrera 4S. When I see him again in the mamak, I got questions for uncle.
But I also want him to know that he is my inspiration to work harder so one wonderful day, I would be zooming in that car too.
I can FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL the power. I already can. *Breathless*
Now, when is my car coming?
