Last night I went out for dinner with Mr. & Mrs. Croven at Secret Recipe Jusco Equine Park. As luck would have it, they chose the exact same seat I was at, the first time I came to Jusco Equine Park. Sat at the same seat, had a similar view of the happenings outside. Brought back memories I didn't want to remember. Nonetheless, had a great time talking about anything and everything, both about the corporeal world and in blogosphere. We also reminisced about old times and old friends, but being the feeble-minded simpleton that I am, most of the time I was left with a blurred expression on my face for I couldn't recall many of the people nor incidences that were discussed.
Anyway, what surprised me wasn't the whole outing, but what was lurking in the depths of the Internet, waiting to pounce on me when I got back. For when I fired up my trusty Firefox and Psych's site came up, there was a tag that he created. Little did I realise that in a couple of moments, I'd be mentioned as one of the people that he intends to agacer with the tag. Oh well, I thought, I'd just do them tomorrow at the office...
1. How am I like my father (or fatherly figure)?
Besides wearing glasses, you mean? I guess there's not many things similar between the two of us. I can list out the things different about us, if you want. For instance, he's religious, I'm not. He's funny around people, I have a sense of humour only a stick would appreciate. He's a good footballer, I have legs of a stool. Oh, you mean I REALLY have to tell you how I'm like my father and not the opposite? Oh, okay... lemme think for a while.... Okay, got it! Both of us love old vehicles. My dad has an old Vespa as well as a vintage Toyota KE20. He loves them both. So do I. That's where we're similar. [Going off on a tangent here:] I first learnt to ride a bike using that Vespa, at the tender age of around 3,650 days old. When others were comfy riding 'normal' bikes, I was happily riding the Vespa around the outskirts of Ipoh. Never felt safe riding normal bikes. I feel like they're just too light and flimsy. As for the KE20, my dad loaned it to me when I had my first job way back in 1995. Used to commute in the KE20 from Ampang to Bandar Utama everyday at some ungodly hours for a good part of two years. Did some modifications to the car. Changed the engine to a KE30 engine, changed the rims and tyres, put in a cassette player and new speakers (CD players in cars were unheard of at the time).
So, does that count?
2. How am I like my mother (or motherly figure)?
3. What fictional character (or mix of characters) depict me?
4. What historical figure (or mix of historical figures) I think am I most like?
(insert null-value here. No historical figures in memory database for comparison)
6. If I were an animal, what would I be, and why?
I'd love to be a phoenix, just so that my tears can heal others....
7. Who's answers of the above questions would you like to know?
1na - Colours of Life
8 . Who tagged me?
And tomorrow I'm going to rant about a very basic courtesy with customer service. Till tomorrow night, au revoir et bonne nuit...
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