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Wednesday, April 11, 2007
singing in the rain.that was what happen just now. the sky was clear when i set out, but they decided to play a trick on me and showered... so i'm literately caught in the rain, cycling in the mist, with two guys chasing after me on bike.really, that's true. i was just crossing the road when there were two guys crossing my path. one's an indian i think and the other's a chinese who was busy yakking on the phone with one hand.the two were cycling at snail pace, because of the chinese guy yakking away, and the indian guy sort of notice i was trailling behind impatiently. so he sort of kept up with his pal, but sort of crash into him, so he stopped and checked his bike, so i took the chance and overtake the two. then i cycled over the bridge and then i turned back a little and i saw the indian guy pretty close to me. well i didn't hear him because of the music playing in my ears. then i took the chance when the green man came on and cycled across the road. yup, just when i thought my troubles were gone, i heard a faint bell ringing. then i turn to look across the road, i saw the indian looking at me. great, just won't get off my back huh? thankfully there's another road to my left so i swerved so bye bye.and just when things are over, the sky rained. heavily. so i was stucked in a busstop, waiting for it to stop, then i headed out. then at punggol station, i saw two bike tracks, so i assume the two guys headed this way. then haha, then it rained harder... and harder... and i'm wearing white...great day huh? just great...as if. .~*^Twilight Ring^*~.: