Wednesday, February 15, 2006
~ 1:07 AM ~
Last night, My friend and I went to JB (Johor Bahru) to top up his petrol after he just bought his bike from a bike shop in Jurong East just directly behind IMM. My main purpose is just to accompany him only and also go out of S'pore for the 2nd time in my life ever since I went there when I was in primary 5. We went by BKE and took only 10 mins or less to reach the checkpoint of both Singapore & Malaysia. Upon reaching there, my friend got nearly hit by a several of vehicles that zoom past him, and he got nearly fall off from his motorcycle when coming to a sharp bend. I got so worried and scare by him so I stopped half way in the expressway and quickly ran and attend to him. I was only with him during the trip, If wasn't there with him, I dare not imagine what will happen to him when he fall.
So, we pass by 2 check point, there are a lot of biker not to mention going there to refill their petrol, we waited quite long for our turn to submit our passport and then move on. During our arrival of Malaysia, the scene and environment was nothing much compare to Singapore, the feeling is the same. Perhaps the people I suppose, in S'pore & Malaysia, you see faces, surroundings, buildings are alike. So perhaps I don't get to feel the differences. The road in Malaysia is so uneven, got hole in the middle, you have to dodge with your riding skills. I follow my friend to the petrol station very closely from behind as I wants to take care of him. I knew JB is the hot spot for robbery and criminal offence so my friend wanted to quickly refill his petrol and return to S'pore quickly so I did.
Upon reaching S'pore, My friend and I decided to have a supper at sembawang coffee shop located a few metres away from sembawang Mrt Station. When we reach there, he was stopped by a police van, the policeman then alight from his vehicles and begin to ask for his particular and even question him for no reasons, so unreasonable police I ever met. The police even doubt that my friend bought his bike even though he exclaim. So he ask him for his license, they even ask us what we do in the middle of the night, where we stay, are we still schooling, how much you buy the bike la, etc. After that, the police procceed to me, ask for my particular. What a "night" man!
