I am the next Bill Gates. Care to give me a ride?

I'm back. I'm back with blogging.

I was a bit busy lately. I'm out of town for the last couple of day. Really out of town. Back to my home-not-town to meet my beloved mother, ask for her blessing since the new semester has started.

Yes I'm a student. You heard me right.

My new semester kick start today but I'm nowhere near Shah Alam. Still hanging out trying hard to depart from this two month holiday and still looking for the lost-study-mood. Duh.

Coming back to Shah Alam means I will be out of this network. The bungalow I rent there didn't have an internet connection for the time being but I'm working on it. So less connection mean less time with you guys. I don't think I will have much time to do blogwalking and reply your comment after this. So sorry for that.

This is what? my first entry in the new year. Not really the last entry supposed to be the opening of 2010 but due to the different in time-line, it just happen to be last year.

Ok. Enuff with my babbling. Back with the story.



I was driving home last night on this one way road when two strangers stop me. Asking for a ride. I was with a friend at that particular time. I wouldn't have stop if I was alone. Haha. Just the two of us which make two empty seat at the back.

Two empty backseat for a two rideless stranger. Nice. What a coincidence.

On the right side of the road was an old guy in his thirty, dressed in his checked shirt with a messy hair and a whisky bottle in hand. An alcoholic. While on this left side was a twenty something 'nerdy' with big glasses, tidy hair and lappy in hand, jotted something on his small books.

I was in the state of choosing when my friend unlocked the backdoor and invited them in.

Metaphoric? No I'm not.