Driving alone with only accompanied by a f**king annoying fly wandering in the car looking something to poop on makes those 5 wives and 1 husband comes a lot in my askew mind. how high my voice can project? why the lines on the road are white? who is the genius which made the complicated engine of my father's car? what happen if i ramp the engine to 140km/h? when can my stomach can be filled? which lane should i be now?
Instead of thinking about those Qs, the thing that always saying hello to my hollow brain is missing someone that always accompanies me when driving back home and also going back to bangi. i do miss all the talk we had while we on the road. My lil sis. hope she will be happy even she is far around the globe... Gudluck :)
3 hour and 30 mins and two pit stop is the record for today's journey back to uniten after approx 1 month stuffing my mouth with my mother's mouth watering cooking...
Well HELLLLLOOOOO Uniten!!!
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