A square has four sides.
Some would say it has two, it's inside and outside.
Like you, you two-sided douche.
Other's say eight.
Four in, four out.
Well I don't give eight, four or even two hoots about a damn square.
I laik triangles.
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Hello hello hello and welcome to all the people gathered here today. And when I say all the people I mean just me. I'm sure you're expecting a tantalizing experience here today at the words of The Scribbler. I've had a slow, boring week. Nothing much except dwelling on calls and fixing appointments. Oh so boring. Have I made any effort to be any less boring? Everything I say and talk and type and write seems to put people to sleep. I should get hired to start talking to kids as an alternative to lullabies for bedtimes.
I remember why I hate highways. I don't drive. Phobia. Fears of collisions. Flashes of automobiles fusing and mashing. No I don't drive. Yet, I have the little orange card people seem to posses for legal driving documentation. A license goddamit. Just say you have a damn licence.
Why do I hate highways? There's just too many things on the road. I cycle. Well I used to a lot back then, but I used the low roads. The back alleys. The not highway roads. I like those paths. There's always something new to discover at every new turn. And you can afford to make turns on a bicycle because petrol doesn't come into play. Just pedals and sweat.
I went cycling today, on the bicycle I got a few weeks back. I planned to cycle to the Kepong Metro Park, just in time for the evening kite flyers. I didn't make it. Took three wrong turns and the day reached its dusk. To be honest, I could have gotten there within an hour. An hour would have meant the highway. I was going on the low roads, bypassing the highway before being cock-blocked by a river.
I learnt the hard way, and as much as I refuse to say this, there are some places you can't reach on a bicycle without sucking up to a highway. And I wasn't planning on adding swimming to the daily happenings either.
Fuck you Sungai Jinjang.
Yaohh :D
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