Right this moment, I'm feeling a little agitated but then again.. I wanna laugh at myself.
Hahahahahahaha. Let me let you laugh along at me.
I don't know to blame myself for not bringing down the visor or to blame my dearest chauffeur, okay no, my dearest babyrider for riding at that speed that stir into this..
BELIEVE IT OR NOT,
MY LEFT CONTACT LENS FLEW IN THE AIR. Funny enough? Okay wait not finish yet.
On road, I felt my left eye went blurry for a split second and so I blinked and blinked and blinked to somehow someway let my lens be on place and acted cool because as a matter of fact, now that Baby's bike is boxless and the wind is distracting, I chose to hold onto him then to bother about the damm eyes.
And to my unawareness, this time for real..
my left contact lens flew in thin air and chances are as thin that my left lens got ran down on PIE.
Thanks Hafiz. Oh no, or is it me? Hahahahaha.
Cheebye, I'm left eyeless. Pffffttttttttttttt. Now, laugh at me.
And dear my dearest buffalo, as much as you despise kids, toddlers or budak-budak kecik like you claimed..
I'm gonna bring more of Marsha down to see you fixed your bike under void deck and make you fall in love wid kids and childrens then at least I wouldn't consider of divorcing you up when we have kids in donkey years to come! Hahahahaha.
blessed? not today.
