Friday, July 4, 2008
bad decision to go cycling today. let's start with the top shall we?
first of all, i wanted to wake up early, who knows, i was rather immersed in my First magazine in the morning that i slept at 4. and with my lazy habit of '5 more minutes, round off to the nearest half hour', i ended waking at 2 plus. and so with mummy home with the usual nagging 'go exercise' routine, and with another reason which i shall not devulge since it's pretty much history and i didn't get back what i lost, which until now i'm still cursing and swearing at it, i decided to go cycling.
so ya ya we we se se, i watched zohan before i left house, frankly, i rather hate the concept of the sexual content in it. and despite being a 'cultural sensitive' communicator, which 14 oct libras are blessed with, apprently, i am starting to wonder, is that really true? because for a movie to depict such thing, such as going back to illustrate the fact that 'sex sells' is certainly stereotyping... but nevermind, i'm here to rant about my bike trip and not this movie. funny movie by the way, but not as funny as Get Smart.
one note before i go back to biking, lately there has been a downsilde of the quality of movies, i can't seem to find a movie that i DIE will buy it and watch it over and over again. so is this a sign? it bloody hell better be not or i swear i'll jump off my block.
getting back to biking, so i got off my lazy butt and carried my bike up 1 flight of stairs and down the lift, only to find that someone, let me rephrase that, some Bastard had tampered with my seat.
because my mum couldn't be the one, since she's shorter than i am, and hence wouldn't do such a stupid thing. neither can my maid because she knows nuts about bikes. and my dad don't know how to cycle.
so whoever you are who tampered with my seat and make it so high and shaky, i curse you and i curse your bike if you have one that your bike explode. and quite franky, i have an idea who you are due to the fact that i found a bike seat lying on the steps and after that migrated to the railings of the 1st floor stairs and a shadow taking flight. ya, screw you, hope your bike explode. your tires bomb, your screws fall out, your gears jam, and your chain break.
!!@!^&$#@!@#$%^&$#@!~@#$%">&;^%$#@!@#$%$#@!~@#$%
so ending up, i sat on this wobbly seat for the whole of 2 hours, fearing for my life if it suddenly were to dislodge. and with that fear, i can't concentrate on my biking, and my songs. yeah, so SCREW YOU BIG TIME TO THE IDIOT WHO TAMPERED WITH MY SEAT! I REALLY HOPE YOUR BIKE EXPLODE!
and i think something's wrong with the terrains of my bike route. well acclaim it partially to my stamina, because for today i stopped for a total of five times, FIVE! i literately hopped down the bike and pushed the bike across a distance before cycling. and the two major uphills are giving me trouble.
and the freaking chain and gear, they actually CRACK in the middle of my peddling. i know it has been going on for quite some time, which is why i hate i when people break my momentum.
so here i thought, what a nice day to go cycling. the sun is nowhere to be found, clouds are white with no grey patches, and it seems so quiet. there are so little joggers that their numbers are negligible as compared to other days. so it means no handsome joggers on the routes. oh but there was one, who restricted his route to just his compound as compared to the sunny windy lane next to it. well, your loss, my gain. and you can't hear me singing while cycling, which means i get to shout out the lyrics.
and so, punggol decided to upgrade itself huh. so many construction work going on, so many trucks and thanks to this particular truck, my chain and gear cracked twice. and no to mention the wobbly seat. i'm still cursing you whoever did it.
maybe it was my own fault because i was singing alot while cycling that it takes more effort to cycle, and not to mention today is a windy day with all the against the wind routes. but i'm really freaked out but some parts of it because, when i'm near civilization, yes i'm using that word, my bike can go fast even when it's against the wind. but when i'm in some rural 'undeveloped' place, my bike will become so heavy even when there's no wind and it's flat ground. kinda freaky, so i keep turning around to check my surroundings. makes me wonder if there's something that's following me...
but whatever it is, i still saw some things worth noticing. all the bougainvilleas growing without soil at the highway road makes me realise how strong and precious a life is, and that even in the most harsh conditions a life can still grow and blossom.
and someone stuck a model crane in the middle of the field outside sengkang, it looked so freaking funny to see a crane standing in the middle of the field. it's a model, i know, and not the real bird. because birds are highly sensitive creatures and they'll be moving about.
and lastly, a huge thanks, a big hug, but sorry no kiss, to dear Wendy who sent me this wonderful marvelous song 'jibun no tame ni' which accompanied me through the most bumpy and unstable quarter of my ride. really saved my life because the song is just so motivating and that it really drives all the unhappiness and anger out of my mind and just to enjoy the wind and sun.
