Act 2, Scene 5: And I thought you really liked me...

Was driving today in the torrential storm, when this annoying little tune started playing on the radio.

"I had a dream we went away;
left this city for a day.
You took me southwards on a plane,
and showed me Spain or somewhere.
But in reality you're
not so keen to show me anything;
and I thought you liked me."

And I thought about her. I guess I did make things really bad for you but I still don't believe I should have been punished the way I did. Because when the second verse started playing, it summed up what I had wanted to tell you:

"So what you gonna to do with all this stuff,
piling up, filling up, taking up. (my little ....)
You misunderstand me.
All I wanted was some evidence,
that you really liked me."

I really want to talk to you. Not so much to convince you anymore. But just so I could clear things up. But I don't think I will be extended the dis-pleasure. So I don't know what to do anymore. I have so many questions left unanswered and so much I have to say but you won't listen any more.

I see you in school. The reason why you don't is because when I do, I turn and walk the farther way. Why? Not because I hate you. But because you told me not to make my presence felt. I yearn to come up and say hello and smile to you but I know I can't. And it kills me inside.

But I still see you smile. And that's probably enough. Knowing you're happy with your friends and your thoughts. And maybe moving on means being happy seeing you that way. I can't help but wonder if I could have been the one who gave you a reason to smile.

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I resumed my bike practicals last week. Been riding in the rain for the past 3 lessons. Its fun when the rain is really beating down on you and all you hear is the droning of the raindrops on your helmet. Helps block out everything else that is happening around you. Was drenched the first time cos of the rain but underneath the raincoat it was warm and toasty so it wasn't so bad.

Second lesson wasn't that bad. It stopped raining after a while so we took off our raincoats but had to put them back on as soon as we got on the bikes.

But the third nearly killed me - literally. It was raining before I got there so they told us to put on our raincoats. We always have to wear long sleeved shirts and pants for our practicals. So underneath our raincoats, we were fully covered already. But by the time the lesson began, the rain had stopped and it was only slightly drizzling. We kept our raincoats on. Then the sun came out; warming up the circuit. Water evaporated making the air thick and heavy. The bike engines were hot after half a day of running; it made the air thicker and heavier. Covered from head-to-toe, it felt like I was in a sauna. Concentration went to hell. I couldn't be bothered. Had some kid in front of me who refused to turn even when he had a good 10 seconds clearance just because he saw some freaking car. I had to put my bike in neutral just so I could release the cramp in my hand.

Near the end of the lesson, it got worse. I was feeling light-headed and my heartbeat rate got faster. My body was warm. I could feel my core body temperature at a high and it felt as if somebody had put coals into my rain coat. I was perspiring and the sweat evaporated in the raincoat turning it into a sauna. I was losing concentration fast and I knew that at some point, I was going to collapse. I was getting a heat stroke.

Relief didn't come soon enough. As soon as I got off the bike, my legs felt as if I had lead boots on. I was leaning the bike against my body; using purely my body weight to keep it up as I was pushing it back to the bike park. I took off my gloves. Touched my helmet strap. It was soaked. There was even beads of perspiration streaming off of it. Walked as quickly as I could to the raincoat stands and proceeded to take off my raincoat. Result?

Coat: Soaked thoroughly. Whole inner lining slick with perspiration.
Pants: Soaked.

Touched my shirt. Soaked. EVERY INCH of it. And it didn't rain so that meant every bit of the water was from perspiration itself.

Jeans. Soaked all the way through. Front and back.

The moment the instructor gave us water, I drank the whole bottle. I didn't hear a single word he said. All I could think about was, 'I need to bring my core temperature down before I DO get a stroke'.

He let us off. I took off. Went to the water cooler. Refilled my bottle. Went to the carpark. Soaked my towel with water. Washed my head with the cold water. Only then could I think clearly. Kept the towel on my head and got into the car and blasted the aircon. Sweat on my clothes immediately cooled me down and helped bring my temperature down. Rehydrated with more water and isotonic drinks.

So that was my brush with heat-stroke. I didn't tell anybody about it but I knew I was in alot of trouble.

Today, I had a funny encounter in the carpark of BBDC. Well, funny for me cos the idiot should have been pissed. It was raining heavily. I had gone to BBDC to top up my stored value. Was at the carpark but it was full so I just drove round and round the carpark. I saw this lady walking to her car. So I trailed her. But when she got to a car, some other car was waiting there. I didnt think he had waited especially for her cos he had been there when I did my rounds. But the moment he saw her, he reversed his car towards her. It was near a bend. I wanted to turn right so I could position myself for a reverse parking. But the fella had other ideas. So he purposely blocked me so I couldn't. So I reversed and overtook him. Luckily for me, in his passion in focusing on reversing to block me, he hadn't seen another car pull out of the lot in fron of him. So now that I was ahead of him, I just quickly drove in and parked. Haha. And when I got out of my car to walk to the building, the lady whose car we thought had wanted to exit, was walking back to the building as well. Apparently she had gone to her car just to get something. Haha..so the idiot now had no lots. And I laughed my ass off as I walked. Amateur...