Bikerboy

He carries his helmet like it's a briefcase, light enough to be carried comfortably but holding enough material inside to put some strain on his right arm. I'm in front. He follows. The automatic sliding door gives me a glimpse of his reflection for a moment. Until it's cruelly snatched away. I slot Michael Cunningham's The Hours through the chute, turning around briefly to steal another ...

...mulot everyhting can die ok. been there, done that. LOL. i guess its in our blood.  -.-   And this is what the BF has been up to while holiday-ing during the past weekend.    Alamak. Da mcm bikerboy la BF i. hahaahhahhaha. The other day, BF and me has a sheesha cum Art&Crafts session with Hyder and Eza. The 3 of them are great at Art but not me. Hehehe. I just sat one corner...