Hello Everyone. The last time I posted something on my blog was like 1.5 years back.
I know no one will be read my blog but I still like to share my things here.
Recently everything was quite in a mess for me, especially at work. I was disappointed by people and colleagues who I trusted, it caused me to see how ugly human-beings can be.
For those who didn't follow me on Instagram or Facebook,
let me go through what happened during this 1.5 years.
MOTORCYCLES
Yes, if that's what you thinking, I got my Class 2 back in 2017.
Boyfriend bought home, Harley Roadster in March 2017 and KTM Superduke in May 2017.
Initially his plan was Superduke for me to ride and he will ride Roadster.
But due to my short legs, I have to ballet toes while riding SDR so in the end I
stick to Roadster.
stick to Roadster.
Okay la, at least I won't take the risk of dropping my bike.
Both bikes were bought in after ARF kicked in so both pricing are above S$40K.
If you want to know more, better for you to call the agents and check with them.
No regrets in buying them! :)
MOTORCYCLE LICENSE
For those who knows me, they heard this sentence from me before.
"I WON'T UPGRADE TO CLASS 2A or CLASS 2 one la."
LOL. In the end, I went to register for my class 2A and class 2.
I passed my Class 2A at first attempt but not my Class 2.
I remembered on TP day itself, everything was good.
Road was dry, no rain and Boyfriend was there to accompany me.
After the test, I still remembered clearly I told Boyfriend, "I feel good, should be okay."
Instructor released result, my number was called. I knew it, FUCK. I FAILED.
Those numbers that were called = you FAILED.
I cried while walking back to our bike, I was so sad.
So near yet so far.
Luckily I passed on second attempt. HEHEHEHE.
SO girls, please believe in yourself.
You can do it. More girls are riding big bikes now.
I'm so happy to see other girls on the road!
Recently, I was badly affected by people whom I cared.
I was badly hurt by them too and I was so afraid of them.
Should be I'm afraid of them so much from that day onwards.
I thought as long as I help or protect those people, they will do the same.
But I was wrong. SO Wrong.
I was pointed and misunderstood by others, instead of helping me, they tried to be the "good guys".
I broke down, I felt so disgusting with the looks on their face.
Never once did I doubt them, I believed and trusted them so much.
In the end, I was the one who was badly hurt..
I asked myself. Enough? Or do you want to feel those pain and anger again?
Why do I have to go though this kind of things to learn my lesson.
A painful and scary lesson.. I decided.
Better to protect myself in future. Better to be a normal girl.
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