5 stories
Backstory
it all started out with just a normal nights out on a thursday.
a nights out is where we soldiers get to book out of camp and enjoy a nice meal or go home or something.
we just came back from the jungle that morning.
in fact, it was my first proper nights out. any other day, i would be lying prostrate on my bed.
reading a book, listening to my ipod, playin my psp, puff, drinkin mushroom soup and whatsoever.
and so we had our meal and Colonel Sander's and then rented couple of movies to watch.
tang paid for it anyway. so then i suggested that we cabbed back since it'll only set us back a minimum of $6.40.
so we took 2 cabs considering that there were many of us.
i sat next to the cabbie and he asked me
"u want me to follow the car infront?"
"yes please, they're heading the same way anyway"
so at 80km, we were behind them and then suddenly they zoomed away.
ok so now thats the backstory.
Story1
so we reached our building, we bumped into Nazreen, a fellow driver trainee.
he told us his brother just woke up from his 5 days coma due to a horrible bike accident.
the pillion wasnt so lucky.
she left behind her kid and her husband. plus her husband was in jail.
imagine the shock he'd be in upon receivin that news.
Story2
which led to arafat comin' into the room and tellin us his story.
"very true, in an accident, the pillion have a lesser chance of survivin in an accident. that time my brother got into an accident. they got hit by a taxi and they both 'buang' (overthrowned). the pillion stomach ripped apart and my brother's head crack apart. his helmet smashed. and they both died."
"died? dude, u'd never told me u had a brother. how old were you?" dm
"i was 16 and he was 21. he was my best friend. a very outgoing person"
now i was surprised cos arafat was just recovering from a 3 week old accident with his scooter and a merc.
and his dad also went thru a near death accident. his dad has metal plates beneath the skin of his face.
"my dad said, carry on riding. it'll make you stronger. cool shit ey?"
Story3
which led me to the smokin' corner downstairs.
the Supply Supervisors had to fall in to account for strength.
then a sleek orange Nissan Passio with modified bodykit came and pulled in.
out came Shafie and Aliff.
we wouldnt be surprised but heres another fact.
Shafie has been coming in with different cars every week.
"he got 2 cars?" fithrin asked aliff
"11" he replied
"what the fuck?"
in which was later explained that Shafie and his brother had accumulated profits from his Computer repair ventures and moved on to a Car Rental company.
the company even have a wide range of luxury cars. like the Merc, BMW and my favourite, the Limousine.
"so how much u invested into the company? millions?" johan asked
"...its a secret" he replied
Story 4
Johan looked at my bandaged knee. which led to the next story.
"do you know about the background of the medic who fixed your leg?" he asked me
"nopes, only know he's from the same company as me in BMT"
"u wanna know? that time we were in the library in NP. and then we read the paper and then we saw that guy's (the medic's) face. so we went to read on further and it revealed him as a peeping tom.
from then on we called him Tommy and he dont know that we know about the incident"
"and then another funny incident happened. the Tommy was pillionin his friends bike. they were at Beauty World there when a car suddenly cut into their lane. the bike lost control but the rider was trying hard to save it. then Tommy stood up and jumped off. and then bike dropped. the car owner stepped out and said 'boy, why u jump? if u never jump u all will be okay'
Story 5
which then led me to lookin at Fithrin and said
"within this short hour, i listened to so many stories"
and the point of this post?
nothing really.
im easy on a sunday afternoon
it all started out with just a normal nights out on a thursday.
a nights out is where we soldiers get to book out of camp and enjoy a nice meal or go home or something.
we just came back from the jungle that morning.
in fact, it was my first proper nights out. any other day, i would be lying prostrate on my bed.
reading a book, listening to my ipod, playin my psp, puff, drinkin mushroom soup and whatsoever.
and so we had our meal and Colonel Sander's and then rented couple of movies to watch.
tang paid for it anyway. so then i suggested that we cabbed back since it'll only set us back a minimum of $6.40.
so we took 2 cabs considering that there were many of us.
i sat next to the cabbie and he asked me
"u want me to follow the car infront?"
"yes please, they're heading the same way anyway"
so at 80km, we were behind them and then suddenly they zoomed away.
ok so now thats the backstory.
Story1
so we reached our building, we bumped into Nazreen, a fellow driver trainee.
he told us his brother just woke up from his 5 days coma due to a horrible bike accident.
the pillion wasnt so lucky.
she left behind her kid and her husband. plus her husband was in jail.
imagine the shock he'd be in upon receivin that news.
Story2
which led to arafat comin' into the room and tellin us his story.
"very true, in an accident, the pillion have a lesser chance of survivin in an accident. that time my brother got into an accident. they got hit by a taxi and they both 'buang' (overthrowned). the pillion stomach ripped apart and my brother's head crack apart. his helmet smashed. and they both died."
"died? dude, u'd never told me u had a brother. how old were you?" dm
"i was 16 and he was 21. he was my best friend. a very outgoing person"
now i was surprised cos arafat was just recovering from a 3 week old accident with his scooter and a merc.
and his dad also went thru a near death accident. his dad has metal plates beneath the skin of his face.
"my dad said, carry on riding. it'll make you stronger. cool shit ey?"
Story3
which led me to the smokin' corner downstairs.
the Supply Supervisors had to fall in to account for strength.
then a sleek orange Nissan Passio with modified bodykit came and pulled in.
out came Shafie and Aliff.
we wouldnt be surprised but heres another fact.
Shafie has been coming in with different cars every week.
"he got 2 cars?" fithrin asked aliff
"11" he replied
"what the fuck?"
in which was later explained that Shafie and his brother had accumulated profits from his Computer repair ventures and moved on to a Car Rental company.
the company even have a wide range of luxury cars. like the Merc, BMW and my favourite, the Limousine.
"so how much u invested into the company? millions?" johan asked
"...its a secret" he replied
Story 4
Johan looked at my bandaged knee. which led to the next story.
"do you know about the background of the medic who fixed your leg?" he asked me
"nopes, only know he's from the same company as me in BMT"
"u wanna know? that time we were in the library in NP. and then we read the paper and then we saw that guy's (the medic's) face. so we went to read on further and it revealed him as a peeping tom.
from then on we called him Tommy and he dont know that we know about the incident"
"and then another funny incident happened. the Tommy was pillionin his friends bike. they were at Beauty World there when a car suddenly cut into their lane. the bike lost control but the rider was trying hard to save it. then Tommy stood up and jumped off. and then bike dropped. the car owner stepped out and said 'boy, why u jump? if u never jump u all will be okay'
Story 5
which then led me to lookin at Fithrin and said
"within this short hour, i listened to so many stories"
and the point of this post?
nothing really.
im easy on a sunday afternoon
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