Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
On the road
Recently went for driving practise....At first it was like d stupid tapak all slow slow sumo d car is manual,so dat means I gota use d damn manuah gear....do u noe d paddles esp d clarch (hwever u spell it) is so irritain and gota control n bla bla bla....
Den afta d first lesson, I get to go on the road 8D..It's so fureakin cool...I din really get it at first den I began to learn n stuff like dat...by the thrid lesson which was like yesterday,I was druvin like an expert..onli on straight roads where there ain't many cars :P
I was goin like 50 to 60 km per hour out of 70 km per hour which is the limit...Imagine,ma first time drivin on d big road n I am like goin close to the speed limit...I was like...fureakin cool wei...and I was mostly on the center lane on big roads...hahaha...n d insturctor keep tellin me slow down but as if I cared :P...got la but nt da slow oso... I hate d traffic lite ler...I gota stop and it takes me sometime to move again...
O yea, when I change d gears d sound of d change of gears was like..woooHOOO...I noe it's kinda crazy but it makes me feel like I was in INITIAL D...as if I'm Jay Chou driftin....hahahaha...
halusination again...
*these are wad panadols can do*