I was stuck in a jam the other day. It was so bad I nearly died. As in "please go buy me a coffin" bad. Where? Federal Highway. I remembered like it was just yesterday when my dad would stroll down the Federal lane with ease. 100 km/hr? 160 km/hr? Not a problem, you can do it on both lanes....at least. Now is just a pain in the ass to even think of going to Mid Valley or KL the cheap way. Life just oozes away when you're stuck in a traffic. I kept thinking what to do? How to be productive other than stoning myself looking at the millions and millions of cars? Singing "Just Say It Again" loudly? Thinking of a new joke of SH? Pondering why all my friends are letting their working life creeps into their soul, possessing them and converting them into a miserable zombie seeking for a god to set them free? Maybe Jesus did not do enough to set us free? Maybe He should have thought about our working life. Maybe He should have set us free from the bondage of death and WORK as well.
Well, crazy thoughts run through my mind when I am stuck in traffic. Maybe it's good after all.... perhaps the next traffic I'm in, He will let me know the answer. Did Jesus does enough to set us free from the bondage of work....????
Anyway found some pictures on my archives. Here are some good posers as well!!!!
Kevin posing
Lorraine showing tongue. "Huh? are you saying something about yw?"
Sh showing tongue. His food just arrived
Just gave it a try to see if my eyes can be any smaller.
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