Introduction and Stolen Tyres

I've always loved to read and write. Since i was small, i loved to read all sorts of things, from Nancy Drew to Enid Blyton to Tiga Sekawan ( or is it Empat? Can't remember..) to funny horror malay novels which always involve a jin.. I believed i've even read the entire R.L Stine's Fear Street series! Seriously. I guess this post serves as a sort of introductory thing to ease you all into the 'Story of My Life'. Ha - ha. I know it sounds kinda lame but i really can't think of anything cute or catchy to put lar.


Anyway, my love for reading gradually spark an interest in writing as well. I don't mean writing factual reports and boring stuff like that, but stories. Fantasies. Though, i must admit nothing i write would measure up to Wu Shin Yin's 'The Rain' story. Hahahahaa.. It would be very nice of her to post it up in her blog for other people to appreciate lor. Anyway, I've kinda derailed from what i wanted to write actually. Ok, for someone who loved to write, blogging would be a natural progression rite? I did start a blog in 2003 but it only survived 3 1-sentence-posts before it died a slow death from the i-forgot-the-login-password syndrome. On and off, i have the urge to write, especially when i feel strongly about certain issues or certain people, but the urge just never seem to be strong enough.


Yesterday i finally set up a NEW account in blogspot because the urge is finally strong enough. And the reason why i've set up this blog is to tell the whole world that my 2 brand new front tyres were stolen near the house im staying in on Saturday!!! And it was not exactly parked in some dark alleys or something, but near houses and shops too. According to rumours gathered by my uncle, there were some eyewitnesses who saw 3 middle-aged Chinese men (whom i've cursed to hell) lurking around my car around 11 something on Saturday. I only realised this on Sunday night because i only passed by my car at that time. And i find it strange to see a concrete brick under my car near the driver's seat. I didn't thought much of it at first, but my instinct made me check on the car again and only at that i realised that my 2 front tyres were gone. Together with the rims!! And.. RM500.00 flew away just like that.. can i be anymore broke? Man.


What is so poignant about this incident is.. this is my first bad encounter with this city that i've called home for the past 1 year. It kinda shakes my confidence a little on whether this is the place i want to call home for the rest of my life.. especially after hearing robbery stories from my close friends. Or maybe it's just not the year for Rats lar. Hahaha.. Anyway, i'm lazy liao. Hopefully i will keep this up and not let it die off from the same 'disease' of my first one.