Went to Chua Chu Kang, Lot 1, to eat with friends at Pastamania. Total there are 12 of us, hehehe, yes, what a crowd. Pastamania was quite empty, after tucking into our food, then we realized why. From e comments going around, it can be concluded that e food is not nice, taste bland, quality and standard have dropped. However, there are 2 or 3 friends who said that it was nice. Lol.
A friend tom pang me on his bike home. On e way back, we passed a motorbike with 2 guys wearing shirts titled POLICE on it. e font is comparable to their speed on e bike, which I estimated to be about 120-130km/hr. Hahaha. I was thinking to myself, that police are supposed to be prim and proper, very law and order. Not e other way round. I can’t reveal my friend’s speed here, but it might be possible that it is almost on par with either a typhoon or a hurricane.
Sitting on his bike is like having a piak piak therapy, as with e speed, comes e typhoon.. My friends said I can’t use e word piak piak, as it has a hidden meaning of obscenity.. so I think I will replace them with slap slap, whack whack or quick hantam session. There are few lessons I have learnt while riding pillion. One of them is e shirt, e top ur wearing, must be made of strong fabric, & make sure your buttons are still attached after e ride. I had to occasionally glance down to check if my shirt is still there, I was afraid e super strong wind has torn it into shreds or blown part of it off, or worse.. swept it away. I too, occasionally glanced at my coffeeshop (jeans’ zip), to check if it is open. I am thankful that it is definitely not open at all times. Also, e fringe must be clipped up, or else while riding, u can’t see anything except e back of your friend’s helmet, & e world is a dark place then.
I had a great fun time with them all. Although e food is not that nice, but at least e company is jubilantly stylo, as always :)
