I am sorry I haven’t been blogging enough. I have been so busy that I don’t like it myself. When I have free time. I’ve been just hiding away to recuperate from the stress. Recently Violet has been ill. She’s been jerking and choking. And even died on me a few times giving me a scare. I’m sending her to the doctors tomorrow. But I have decided I don’t want to burden her no more. At a cost of sacrificing‚Ķ.I sold my‚Ķ‚Ķ

MacBook Air

Cagiva Mito 125

I now am going to need help to decide what to do. Please help me decide….

I was just strolling by to look for motorcycles today when this bike really really caught my eye. It was like love at first sight. When enquiring, I was surprised to know that I could afford it. So now I’ve decided to get this bike.

However, the color options available are such:-

White??? or….

Black!!

Which should I choose?

Or should I go old school and get this?

Vespa LX

I have fixed my mind on the Aprillia RS125 unless someone can tell me why not to. I will be getting it on Wednesday if all goes well so please comment quickly.

Reasons why I chose this bike:

1. It is economical, not as expensive as it looks
2. It is gosh……beautiful
3. It is something I want‚Ķ..I can’t see myself paying for something and in the end not being satisfied then change it after a while. I don’t intend to change.
4. I can’t bring my Cagiva over, and this bike is like my old baby
5. I can bring this bike back to Malaysia next time
6. Riding a bike is essentially my de-stresser, I need it to survive. Driving a car, I fall asleep (and I can’t afford one).
7. I have so many more reasons but I’m so tired now to write about it‚Ķ.

Help me decide! Black? White? Or what?

My personal preference for bikes are those Super Sport racing types. I personally never fancied any other class of bikes.

Recently my mom came over to stay here for a break and I asked her if I could get this.

This is my dream bike! The Yamaha R6

She said…..but how am I going to sit on this? So uncomfortable…..sighsssss so considering I’m wanting to find a wife so much and how she must feel comfortable sitting behind me; I decided yeah…..I should get my other dream bike….this:

Harley Davidson VROD! Hot Hot

Recently, I fell in love with something more beautiful. It really just makes me want to scream. Perhaps in three years time…this will be mine perhaps both,¬† perhaps all of them!!! hahahaha too greedy.

Honda Fury 2010! I’m melting….

Limited edition Honda Fury 2010! Gosh!

At the moment, I’m very satisfied with what God has provided. Dear baby Cagiva, I miss you. Violet you mean a lot to me.

My Cagiva Mito 125

Violet oh Violet, I can’t live without you now

Miracle….I miss her sooooo much

During my trip back to Malaysia. I took my lovely red bike on a 360km journey. Here is how the journey went….

This is our family house in Bidor that has been with our family for 30 plus years. Of course that is my lovely bike too

Oh it is two storeys, I am a bad photographer hahaha

It started on the first day of Chinese new year. We woke up early to start the first part of the journey. I filled up her tank and made sure she’s ready to go. Zoom there we went. It was cold!! I mean to those of you who don’t know, biking is very very very cold especially in the mornings and evenings.

I pretty much enjoyed the ride because I could just observe the land around and savor the scent of every place I passed. During that entire trip, I thank God I was kept safe. I did again naughtily bring my bike up to 190kmh just for the fun of it. Still most of the time I was a very safe biker. Sad to say some nice bikes passed me by. I only wish I could go with them. Odd thing is I was on my bike and the rest of my family was in the car.

Reaching there, we went from home to home having wonderful meals. The first miracle started then. To see the family get together putting aside the past. Though not completely reconciled, we knew all of us were family. And I was really glad to see them all together. The second miracle was the food. Man….it was like a taste of heaven. I missed homecooked food. I mean really really good ones. Yummy!

Super Yummy food cooked by my uncle

My Favorite Dish! Chilly and Ikan Bilis. This is the only place I have it every year….so yummy

This was the lunch table in the shophouse that my grandfather’s family business has been running until today

Suddenly everyone was running outside because they said we could see the eclipse but all we saw was the sky looking absolutely gorgeous

Staring into the sky

This is dinner at my Family home which I showed you earlier

At the end of the day though, when we had to journey back, I told my family I was going to look for a petrol station then catch up with them. I couldn’t find one so I decided I think I can go on the expressway and get to the nearest one. Rest stop one 5 km…..looks like its possible…..eh no petrol station….rest stop two 21km….ok ok lets try…..no petrol station…..In my head I knew I had the maximum of 50km of petrol left in my tank from when I left my hometown Bidor. The next rest stop was a distance of 58km from Bidor. I hope there will be a petrol station there. Even more I hope my bike will have enough fuel to reach there. Halfway through it rained quite heavily. I knew I couldn’t stop yet as I knew my parents would worry because they were thinking I would have caught up and I haven’t for the past 30 mins.

There I see the sign….. 5 more km….then I see a petrol station across the road…..yes! I will make it. Then the bike slowly came to a halt. I could feel less and less power to accelerate and the engine finally died. Right in front of a petrol station on the opposite side. I was thinking in my head. It is just 2 km ahead. Should I push my bike? Looking at the hill? errrr nah! Looking across the expressway it was too dangerous to cross. So I called my parents only to find out they were worried about me in the rain. I said I ran out of fuel and now I’m stuck. They said, they’ll come get me.

So I waited. Then I tried something I am not sure would work or not. I prayed.

“Oh God, please just give me enough fuel to reach the petrol station in front. I know you’ve done this miracle for many people before. I don’t know if You’d do it for me but I am just asking You please just help me at this moment.”

I proceeded to start my bike. Prior to this I tried a few times but it was dead. Won’t start at all. This time the engine started. I didn’t rev but quickly rode towards the rest stop. I could feel the bike losing energy and torque as I journeyed closer. I kept praying God, just a little bit more, just a little bit more. God please.

The bike finally came to a halt 10 meters from the petrol kiosk. I tried to start the bike again and a again but it was impossible to start it this time. I pushed the bike and got it filled up. For the first time I could see right through my tank which was dry. Amazing? To me that was  A MIRACLE! Do you believe it was a miracle too?

From there I rode back to meet my brother’s fiance’s family and have a good time together with them and the church. What a miraculous and wonderful day! All I can look back and say is I’m amazed. Truly amazed.

FOREWORD

Everything written here is completely fictional and has a double or even triple meaning. But it probably is so creative that if taken in the wrong context can mean anything you want. To make things clear, this is an attempt to write a post in a more story like manner with the imagination of the future I will have with the person I love.

So the story begins…..

What would the world be without Violet in my life?….I can’t imagine no more. Ever since that day that fatefully brought us together, we have never been separated. The two of us were like the Sun and the Moon, the ocean and the waves, and even the frog and the princess. I never imagined in my life that I’d ever be so privileged to hold her in my arms as the winds blow on our faces. Together, hand in hand we’ll travel wherever the road may lead us.

She accepted me for who I am. Never questioned me and just trusted me as I led the way day by day. She waited for me when I went to work.  Was always there for me after work too. I mean what more can I ask for. How can a man like me ask for more?

On the other hand though, I am but just a man. Violet has always been so patient never making a fuss about anything. Though I push her hard and she dislikes it, all I feel is her little gentle nudge telling me please be gentle. So I oblige cause I have to admit I’m always so quick, too quick. Rushing here and there.

Ever since she has been there for me. Everything in life seems to have become so easy. Like so effortless and weightless. But still I have not been so good to her. Then today she finally got sick. Oh no, I feel so bad. I love her you see. I don’t intend for things like these to happen. Oh my dear Violet are you ok?

You see, whenever I go anywhere I am rather careless and when I need to turn to my left or right, I often rely on her. She would always wink her beautiful golden eyes and people notice that this careless man and people would give leeway to me.

Today she refused to wink. Her eyes became a dull brown. Still even though she was sick she would still faithfully follow me. I felt so bad that I left work earlier to bring her to the doctor. She was there with doctor for a while and the doctor said she has some stomach problems that’s the root of her problems. I left her there, told her I love her and said I would be back later to pick her up. That she should just relax as they took care of her.

Later it was raining but I had to see her again. So I braved the weather to be with her again. There I held her in my arms again. Together we were so happy. She was winking at me again. Her eyes looking even more beautiful and brighter. There she stood smiling and despite both of us strolling in the rain together. I am just so thankful for Violet. Thankful to God that she is in my life. I promise that I will indeed be a better partner to her.

Yet due to her past, she woke up feeling ill again. Her body just wouldn’t start up and she was low on energy, sensing something wrong I quickly brought her to the doctor again. I just hopes she gets better soon. Cause I care so much for her.

Today that word brought about again a deeper meaning. To know that a terrible man like me deserved to be loved by a God that has so much grace. I do not deserve it but He has lavished blessings upon blessings upon my life.

I woke up with much anticipation as I would be handed keys to this:

It has been bestowed upon me the rights to use this bike. Thinking back. Just slightly over three months and I have been blessed with amazing things again and again. Now I’m speechless. Just awed by the grace shown to me.

What do you think? I never thought I’d be riding a purple colored bike haha. Still it is just amazing. Now bikerz adventures will resume hahaha on my Daelim motorcycle, which has been loaned unto me indefinately.

Some of you would be really glad to know that this bike can’t go fast at all. Haha. So I’ll¬† be cruising my way across the island. Still its good to have the wind in my face again….I better wash it more if not pimples will be a problem hahaha.

I must say it is a good bike and will certainly help me cut tonnes of time travelling and fuel costs too. Still all that fills my head is just the word GRACE. Thank you all for loving me so much too. Am I a blessed man or what? What should I name her?

This is what awaits me muahahahahahahaa!!!

Dream on Leon. A bike with a ferrari enzo engine, fighter jet controls on the handles and buttons from a formula 1 car. I think I die already also cannot afford leh ahaha

Still someone has agreed to loan me his bike. I’m so glad. I hope this works out soon.

The song is going through a huge process of transformation and I am having a bit of a block on how to arrange it. At the same time I have another song I promised to complete and assignments for the crash course due tomorrow. The stress is mounting up but I have to admit this is little compared to what I used to handle each day.

So I decided to do something I love yesterday, of which some of you know is a special day for me. I went with the bikers to the beach! Wohooo! I’ll try to compress this day into this blog.* read disclaimer below.

Beautiful!! ain’t it?

For the record, everyday on this particular date has been quite a painful moment for me that I’d often times rather be alone. Changed my mind and hope for the best.

Man was it hard to wake up! Dragged myself out of bed then geared up and zoom…I’m Off!! We had different checkpoints and would meet up at the Seremban rest house before proceeding to Port Dickson. Most of us rode fast bikes but some had slower ones so we kind of had to slow down our pace for the whole group to be together. All in all we looked like some mat rempits HaHa because the lower horse powered bikes were like bending so low to gain speed by less wind resistance.

Suddenly a bike a broke of the pact and went on full throttle. Time for confession, it was not me… but I followed in pursuit because I couldn’t resist the urge. I don’t know how even to describe the adrenaline rush and beautiful sound both bikes made when they were full speed side by side. I can still picture that moment in my life. Then I looked at my speedometer, 180 km/h!!!! I didn’t know my bike could go that fast!!! Wohooo! We then slowed down and waited for the rest to catch up. That made my day!

The bike line up. Not all here yet though . You’ll also notice I’m bald now!!! Hehehehe

We celebrated a group member’s wife’s birthday by the beach while having load of fun in both sand and sea. Not forgetting the delicious Nasi Lemak the birthday girl cooked for all of us. They are mostly from a different race only three out of about 25 were Chinese but they made me feel like family.

Lets take a walk…I like this picture a lot I’m not sure why. Maybe it reminds we of friendship.

Happy Birthday!!

The Banana Boat

Leng Chai and Me.

Stranded at Sea! Save Us! I got no float!

The day didn’t end yet for I also spent time with my church family which was also wonderful for I love them so much!!! I happen to share this wonderful day with a great person.

My youth group! Sword Squad! Unite! Heeehee

Chris and Me!

The cake! What does it say? (Carmille, Carmille)

But the day still ended on a bad note, for I disappointed a dear friend which matters to me so much. I only wish that person knows how much I really care. I spent the last bits of energy trying to console myself.

Looking back, I can only say what an adventure this was. Thank you for those who prayed for my safety, Thank you to those who love me. Thank you for showering me with love so undeserved. Thank You Lord for my family.

* due to the length of this blog, some information may be missing and distorted. All events though are from true life stories. This is for the sake of making this NOT boring (I honestly don’t know why I made this disclaimer) for fun? hehehe

I got my bike back at long last! Woohoo!

When I first got on it the sheer power drove me wild. But then I realise I was no longer used to riding the same speed as I used to. Man! I felt afraid. For those of you who want to know. This bikes top speed is currently 170km/h only. I could make it more but…..well lets say I don’t need that kind of speed.

For the first time, I felt as if speeding will kill. What a revelation! But I can see the cheeky grin on peoples faces now wondering how long this will last hahaha.

Man but a good bike is a good bike. The sheer control of it was amazing. I’m going to take it for a spin tomorrow and write anotheer bike adventure woooohooo!

Bikerz adventures contunues today as the force of nature is to be reckoned with again! Rain Rain Rain…its been pouring down all the time in quantities that I cannot imagine or comprehend. So there I suit up in my funny looking raincoat to get back from my crash course(in my mind constantly praying I won’t crash).

I place my bag in the box I have behind the motorcycle. If you don’t already know this is a bike that I borrowed because mine is in the workshop (long story). When I got back, I realised the box was open. The strap of my bag was hanging there all wet. My bag was still there Thank Goodness or I will have lost my Asus EEEPC even before I ever blogged about it!

Call this luck, Call this whatever you want. I’ll call it a miracle. The way I ride it shouldn’t be there still. What a way to end my day!

The alarm goes off!!! Grrr I dont feel like waking up but I have to as my students will be waiting. BUT!! Its raining and that means as biker I can’t go anywhere. Oh no!!! My poor students…..they will not have their classes and be so sad….but guess what? They were celebrating at the other end of the phone…..sigh

That mean I might as well enjoy myself and sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppp. Yawn ZZZZZzzzzzz

Then I woke up and to my surprise its still raining!!! (the not so bright side of tropical weather). So I decided I had to go to church despite of the rain…so I got suited up started my journey on the bike……sooooo refreshing the cool air but I could feel my legs getting so wet. Zoommm I’m weaving through traffic enjoying the thrill of adrenaline rushing through my vains when all of a sudden my bike dies!!!

I forgot to pump petrol. If you do not know, some bikes do not have fuel gauges. But I’m almost there!!!

Push, Push, Push but the not so nice part about having a nice bike is how heavy it is!!

So I called my brother to come save me. I waited half an hour and still no sign…..As each vehicle pass by I could feel the water spray all around me….sigh.

Finally my savior arrives!!! I wish I took a picture of how he was dressed up. What a sight for sore eyes! Hehe

Well at least I arrived safely half drenched mostly by spray not rain……

What a day~but surprisingly I don’t feel sad….

That ends it for Bikers Adventurezzzz 1