Basikal

Okay. Before I went off to devote myself to histology, here's some crappy stuff happening today. As if people are dying to know about you. pfftt -.-"

Adegan 1

So yeah like every other morning, I cycle to class. And on the way we have to cross a wide road which have two zebra crossings. Kat Ireland ni, the good thing is whenever it's green for pedestrians to cross, there'll be a sound bunyi ala2 mercun roket, macam "tiuu!". So that for those who are visually impaired they know when to cross the road when they hear that sound. The thing is, I have already crossed the first road. So tengah tunggu la tengah-tengah jalan tu to cross the second road, diiringi seorang mamat Irish yang tak dikenali. Then suddenly I heard the sound "tiuu!", so dengan confident dan penuh yakin tanpa melihat lampu hijau utk pedestrian, saya telah menyorong basikal utk melintas bila dua tiga buah kereta yang sedang melaju tiba-tiba muncul dan saya menjerit opocot di dalam hati. Lantas dengan panic dan lajunya menarik kembali basikal ke jalan yang benar. Cisss rupanya the "tiuu!" sound came from zebra crossing yang belakang, not the one I was about to cross. Bahaya okayy. Alhamdulillah tak terpelanting ke tengah jalan masa menjerit opocot didalam hati. The Irish guy seemed to tahan gelak. Cisss kau. bukan nak warn aku. huh

Moral of the story: Please look at the traffic light when crossing, and do not rely solely on your hearing.

Adegan 2

Sebab sakit perut masa lecture MED and tak suka suasana toilet tanpa paip on campus (sebab tahu bakal meluangkan masa yang lama dalam toilet sebab makan banyak so lebih baik meluangkan masa di toilet rumah), so as fast as lightning I cycle myself home. It just stopped raining so the road was kinda muddy. Eh kinda ke. Macam SUPER muddy je. And the best part is, elok nak cycle masuk Brooklands (my apartment), I heard something dropped of my bike, bila pusing, rupanya mudguard telah tercabut. So what does that mean? That means all the way home I cycled with a rambling tummy, the mudguard was loose and senget so sepanjang perjalanan tanpa disedari saya telah mengumpul corak mud yang cantik diatas beg dan jaket PUTIH saya. Untuk perhatian, PUTIH. wuuu (T.T)

corak baru cantik kannn

Moral of the story: Kalau sakit perut, guna ja toilet yang ada tak perlu nak susah payah balik rumah. And sila pasang mudguard ketat2.

So yeah. Cycling was a great experience. Sebab apa cerita? Saja membuang masa.

Lately memang suka post benda merepek.

Back to books. bye