...always trust yer fuckin’ luck

The climate changes so quickly here in Kay Ell…the other day I had a chilly morning…which made for a lovely bike commutin’ and then yesterday and today the warmth moved in...It wasn’t a distasteful ride though…sometimes it feels good to have a weighty sweat going…to burn those extra fats

Then there were some wind gusts that felt stronger than the LRT passin’…so at times I felt like I needed to lesser my stance to cut through the wind better…since my ride isn’t built for speedin’ so I change the handlebar to downhill bar…so I can sit comfortably erect, which catches the most breeze (and Kombat keep “mengutuk” 'bout it)…Hey I'm the one who gonna kick those crank laa...as long I feel comfy I dont really care

I think I’m alrite…and think my Crumpler bags didn’t add any of resistance to windflaw...but yeah I score bit sweaty at my back

This morning I hit so many green lights…so I went through downtown faster than I usually do…like what I said to Kombat last night while ridin’ his Kancil…”don’t brag about those green lights la deyy…always trust yer fuckin’ luck”

Now its 5.20 pm…time to go home…and while driblin’ these keyboards…I heard the sky…cryin’ and screamin’ of thunders and rains…

yeah my fuckin’ luck!!!