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Sunday, May 23, 2010
Time: Sunday, May 23, 2010
Title: -

11:00pm

Sunday

WELL.
Today was okay.
Woke up early to run errands.
Like doing my bike.
Went to johor with Izan and some traffic police cop which asked about my bike -_-"
So i showed him the shop where i did up my RXZ then he paid for my petrol and makan money. WAHAHA.
Nice guy.

K, after breakfast, went to make my seat abit higher.
Went to service my bike, change engine oil and stuff.
I saw an exhaust that costed 500RM AND I WANT IT SO BAD.
I want my RXZ to have pickup, it can already run 170-180km/h :D.
!!!!
Izan step siol, bawak GSX1000 nak race.
K, met up some other friends there and went back to SG.

Reached home around 3-4?

Went back out to balestier to run some other errands.
Got everything that i wanted to do done today.
I'm so productive today! :D
Cause being preoccupied keeps my mind away from things.

There's gonna be school tomorrow and by bike is currently at bukit timah -.-"
Think i'll pick it up later in the morning, round 5am.
Went to get my speedometer checked and brake done.
If i wake up late, i gotta take the damn MRT.
But i can't be late since i've got to be at raffles by 5:15pm for muay thai.
Maybe i'll do boxing. Ahhh i can't, my left hand's knuckles hurts from something, heh.

Mohamed Firdaus.
Enough is enough.

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