Be prepared to read my ROWDY entry...

15th September 2oo6, Friday.

wee... i was happy today. (see, vince, i was happy today, at least for the first half of my day...) i was happy because i have finally completed my persoanl assignment!!

yet... when i went through those previous assignment done by my seniors, i felt rather... Unsatisfied. mine was rather a lil' simple... theories was too complicated, i can't figure how to make it relevant with my development. perhaps, i needed to do a lil' more research and perfectionise my assignment.

oh ya, yesterday morning i met with an accident. kadababom...
from bangsar to mid vally, there is a 2-laned-flyover. i was at the right lane, driving rather fast, yet not speeding. a waja came from no where, flashed his car light at mine and changed to the left lane (obviously with the intention to overtake me.). well, with my mom sitting next to me, i was not supposed to shout "what the fuck!" because i will obviously get an hour of lecture from her if i sounded those what she termed as 'VULGAR' words, so, to release my repressed anger, i decided to step onto the accelerator and speed because i knew very well that there is an intersection that leads cars into the left lane, so the waja has almost no probability of overtaking me.

yup, the waja sped. and the car wira (driven by a fucked up malay woman who can't hear any honking due to the wrapped up head and have super weak perpheral vision) came out from the intersection without any means of breaking. i can hear screeching sound of the tyre and next thing i know was the 'kadababom' sound from the back of my car.

i was surprisingly, calm. i parked next to the road, the waja fellar came down, heads towards my mom.

"ma'am, i apologised. it's not my fault, yet it's not yours either. it was the wira's. yet i just wanted to apologise."
(fucked up! he's a white guy who is damn good in playing the blaming game. obviously he should be partly responsible for that. why the fuck u flashed at me?)

my mom, not knowing anything, naively believed in his word and started scolding the malay woman (she was still in the car.) the white guy kept on saying that it was nobody's fault and nobody should pay for whatever damages.

i stood there, acted quite innocently. the white guy was afraid talk to me, because i knew everything, the cause of all this. that was why he grabbed my mom, and not me. smart huh?

my mom was not in 'the mood' that morning. PMS i guess. she was so pissed off and she scolded the malay woman like nobody's bussiness. i was standing there, smiling, as if i was watching a comedy. i know that i was not in the wrong.

all the best to the waja man and wira woman, ur luck is in the hell. PEACE...