hi former clasmate..how can i forget the one who always tease me the word "fish"..hehe,hop u still remember..musta na.buti kapa hapily merid na wd kids,,me soon,,san kaba ngaun?c arlyn nasa canada na,me d2 taiwan lng.hehe,ngat..
Fundamentally, I am just like any other person out there---bored, lonely, depressed, no peace of mind. Racing up and down some racetrack or mountain road is my reality check whilst others put a bullet through their head. I love the rush, the sensation, the feeling of going fast where only a few people can. Its my regular dose of life.
I savor the smell of tires at their gripping limit, the sight of another road bend after another, the sound of a race-bred engine feathered by my right foot and the immediate feeling that at anytime I can end my life after flying off a cliff. Label me crazy but mind you, I'm no idiot. I have the car and the skills to do this thing. God forbid(and if He is ever there), but if I do fly off a cliff, u can bet your ass I'll be racing thru the gates of heaven or hell as well.
Live Hard!
Who I Want to Meet:
....People I've known for the past 28 years of my life......both lost and remained. Friends and enemies alike, honda heads, HATERS, etc... i dont give a f**k
"HAPPY FATHER'S DAY"..
wish you the best of everything life has to offer...
ingats and regards to everybody :)
ingat po:)