grammar class with a beautiful pregnant teacher, miss Ria, just ended. I prepare myself to go downstairs so I can get to home early. but when I reach downstair, I saw 3 motorbikes behind my motorbike so they are blocking my way out. I take deep breath. today is so hot and I think I can wait until one of the owner of those motorbikes move their motorcycle so I can pass through. thus, I take a sit and start looking around. there are some students who don't go home yet. I keep waiting, wondering if someone finally take his/her keys and let me and my motorbike go home..
finally, a guy comes up and move his motorbike. he goes to someplace-I-don't-care and I, with a smiley face, finally can go home.. :D
usually, when I am riding my motorbike, I only pay attention to the road, the policeman (ugh) and other vehicles so I can drag it fast. oh, yeah. of course I watch the traffic lights, too :p but this time, I decide to watch everything along the road. the street is not too crowded so I can ride it slowly and watch everything near me.
my first attention is a young boy who carries a Fixie with his father who's riding a motorbike. hmm. this is the first time for me seeing Fixie in my town. I keep following them and my left hand start to take my cellphone in my bag which I put in my back, and with eyes moving from road, to cellphone, to rearview mirror, and yes! I take their photos! hahaha o dear God. there are policemen and a few meter in front of me there is a traffic light. so I put my cellphone back to my bag, and stop in the traffic light.
my second observed is a bazaar and Ramadhan market in trades offices. hmm, pretty crowd. some cars can not get through so it stucks and make a temporary traffic jam. I do want to take the photos but I have to keep riding. sigh.
next to the office there are a provider office and put ads in their office. a very low prices to call from 2 am til 5.59 am. hmm. they keep doing that during Ramadhan, those providers. making promises about an inexpensive calls, thousand free short messages, and yada yada yada. but, yeah. I do trust this provider :p
before my bike reaches railways crossings, I stop by in a workshop to fill up the tires. after giving a thousand idr to the mechanic man, I continue my journey.
It is so hot that I want to take some nap when I get home. but at the time I want to open the fence, my mom show up and says,"why do you take so long? Take me to the market" --"
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