After the long wait, I’ve finally landed myself a vehicle. At least now, I won’t have to depend on anyone to get wherever I want. Basically, I can now plan my own trips because I finally won’t have to ask someone to fetch me or get on some unreliable public transport.

Nothing spectacular about my ride, just a humble 1992 Proton Saga 1.5 automatic. The car is still in unbelievably good shape and performs very well for its age. Initial yay for my primary mobility solutions.

Due to my excitement, I’ve been spending some cash on my new toy. Bought some accesories including a hands-free headset, coinbox, perfume and reflective windscreen visor.

After successfully selling off my 250GB SATA harddisk [thanks a million, ne-chan!] I’ve decided to spoil myself. It’s been a while since I actually had any proper sports shoes, so I thought I might as well get a nice pair that will last me for a while…

So I did. And boy, it was worth the price tag it came with. Of course, my Weinbrenner stays at the top of the list of my choice footwear. Bleh, it’s not like I shop for shoes that often.

[EDIT: You see, I wrote about double of this entry here. This was first saved as a draft,, but it seems like Blogger fucked up that upload and I'm only left with this. Right now, I'm a bit pissed so I'll stop here before I go nuts.]

Fuck Blogger’s bugs.