Monday, August 27, 2007

Go Go-Karting

Bunch of us went go-karting on Thursday. Some for important purpose, some for fun and tryout, like me. I hesitated and had shrinking confidence at first, but the heck, I’ve tried before, it wouldn’t hurt me this time. What made me hesitate was that the cars are pro cars, so it could go fast and make me end up inside shrubs because the track was bloody short and full of twists and turns.

It started to get dark when we had our turn. So we positioned ourselves, four of us. The crew went around to turn on our engine, it used pull starter, and when the guy tried to on my machine, plong…the pull starter was broken. So I had to switch to the car inside while all my three companions had started moving, so unfair…. The crew gave me some tedious time also because they asked me to sit with a hard pillow on my back, just because I’m a girl, huh, but my legs are long enough…

It was quite fun driving go kart, although I can’t really forget my real talent as a bumper car driver ha…. I skidded twice because I didn’t bother to break during U turn, sometimes there was a devil in me asking me to speed and unknowingly I had the gas full but average, it was quite a decent ride lah.. went above the curb once, during the eighth minutes, it started to rain and the car skidded easily especially during one sharp U-turn. Overall, it was quite fun although the track was not well maintained, there were a lot of wild grass and sand, and I just have to grumble my late start because of failed machine.

Although it’s not good enough to relieve the burden I had in my head from problems in office, it was quite a substitute..



You should make a point of trying every experience once, excepting incest and folk-dancing.
- Anonymous (as quoted by Arnold Bax in Farewell My Youth – 1943)

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Roller Coaster & Tea Cup



Life is like entering a theme park.
What ride do you choose?
Do you choose the scary roller coaster with numerous high supports that even visible before we enter the park, or
Do you choose Tea Cup, the colorful cups with beautiful decoration and characters?

I’d say, both are equally deadly.

Roller coaster is a ride, there are moments when you feel scared, afraid, excited, happy and at the same time wondering what you are doing.
There are path where you thought are straight, but it turns the other way around.
There are times when you are hanging upside down and even the deepest voices from your deepest throat are unable to escape.
Or when you ride up through the chain and wondering what are you going to get.
Or when you are desperately want to get out from the ride. Out. Out! And wondering whether you are going to fall or to fly.
But if you decide to take the ride, there is an end when you can look back at your picture for sale, screaming, crying, laughing, but you’ve been there, done that.

Tea Cup is a ride, when you can predict the way you are going. There are little or none turnovers or surprises. There is even the same sight you can enjoy for every lap. At some moment, you start to count how many laps you have left to go. By the end of the ride, you might end up with nauseous feeling that blur you thinking about who you are. And you can’t find your picture for sale, unless family or friends take a snap for you.

Which one is your ride?







Saturday, August 18, 2007

Menado July 2007

It's taking too long but it's finally finished..

Click:

http://apingpingaa-menadojuly2007.blogspot.com/


Cheers,
Aping :)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Kosong

P.S : Isi cerita gue cabut dulu bentar.. :)

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I am really quite an ordinary sort of chap.
- George V, King of Great Britain & Northern Island

Yeah, I know I'm ugly...I said to a bartender, 'Make me a zombie.'
He said 'God beat me to it.'
- Rodney Dangerfield

We used to play spin the bottle when I was a kid. A girl would spin the bottle and if it pointed to you when it stopped, the girl could either kiss you or give you a dime. By the time I was 14, I owned my own home.
- Gene Perret

Did you hear about the dyslexic, agnostic insomniac who stays up all night wondering if there really is a Dog?
- Anonymous

I've never been an intellectual but I have this look.
- Woody Allen