Pervert

Sibu is boring. I won’t sugar coat it. There’s hardly anything to do around here. That’s why I keep going on my little jamban adventures every now and then. The problem is lately I can’t go anywhere new because of lack of time. I’ve been on call weekends and rarely get more than a stretch of 2 days off. Sure I could go on day trips but I’ve nearly exhausted all the interesting places nearby.

Today I’m post call. Hungry, tired, and disorientated I drove to town with the aim of going to McDonald’s (there’s only 1 in Sibu) and having a HUGE meal. I found that there was a road show of motorcycles from a company I’ve never heard of before. It didn’t matter. I could tell from the sound of the engines that they were shit bikes anyway. The 4 cylinder ones sounded like the Yanmar boat engines going to Kapit.

The good thing however, was the presence of many motorcycle models. Since I had my camera with me (I always have my 600d in my car), I decided to unleash the pervert inside and started snapping shamelessly away. Joy!

 The hottest one of all

 Check out the uncle at the back

Elsewhere, the Gawai atmosphere is starting

In other news, about two weeks ago Kak Safilah who lives in the flat across and one floor below mine asked me whether I was the one staying on the top floor of my block. I said yes.

“You always have your lights on eh?”

I was taken aback by this question. You see, I didn’t realise that people can actually SEE me in my flat. Naturally I was suspecting that she noticed me walking around naked in my flat. I don’t walk around naked in my flat because I like being naked. It’s just that sometimes it’s a hassle to get the towel on my way to the bathroom.

“Sorry, I didn’t realise that it was bothering you,” as if the sight of me naked can be anything but.

“No it’s ok,” the message was subliminal but I got the point. No more wondering around naked in my own flat. Sigh...