I remember when I once took my mum's honda pilot to school because I wanted to impress this girl. My friend sat behind the wheels since I couldn't drive. You know that poo guys usually do- wind down the windows, blast music to its maximum- we were blasting reminisce "kako bi chicken" and we were carried over by the noddings guys and quality girls that we didn't know when one julius berger trailer ended up smashing it for me. And to worsen it, it was her official vehicle.
i was taking a short cut home recently beside a burial ground in the evening. some guy was coming behind me and suddenly turned back and started running, i immediately turned and wondering if there`s danger ahead i also started running after him. then he started shouting ghost! ghost!! ghost!!! just then i increased my speed to Gear 5. two other men and one Lady that had also joined that short path quickly took to their heels and was also shouting. we all ran out into the major road and where panting as people gathered. people curiously asked what exactly is the matter and none of us responded until the guy right behind me as first broke the silence by saying that he did not see me when he joined the pathway so when he sighted me in his front, he then thought i was a GHOST.
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