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    I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
    Walking by the bay, on the shore
    Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
    You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
    Running into the dark underground

    Wednesday, March 18, 2009

    I don't know how some people get their licences. Like seriously, I doubt they even know their theory.

    This female driver (shame on her, throw the female gender's face -.-) actually banged into the back of my dad's lorry. And bloody drove her car forward even more to scratch her car up even more.
    That's stupid part number one.

    Then she insisted that my dad banged into her, and that we're reversing quickly. Oh puh-lease, she's driving this Perodua Kancil (M'sia car), and all we felt when we knocked into her car was 2 GENTLE bumps. BUMPS OKAY. (And I thought we bumped into a coconut tree. -.-) And she got this long scratch on her car, spanning a door's length right to the back of her boot. (She did most of the scratches herself, the way her car's paint rubbed off on the back of our lorry? It would just take a retard minutes to figure it out.)

    It was drizzling, so my dad was driving slowly, (thank heavens for that) and he saw the car not moving. So he reversed and the car zoomed to the back of our lorry suddenly. Thus, self-pawning. Stupid part number 2 explained.

    If, we were reversing quickly, we would've torn half her car apart. The damage would be greater, and I won't daresay that she would leave her car in one piece. If you know Perodua's cars, you'd know their fairly small. Imagine a lorry reversing at high-speeds. -.-
    (DIE CAR DIE! :x) Here's stupid part 3.

    I'd tried to be as hmm, unbiased as I'm posting this. But well. You've only got one side of the story. So choose to believe it or not yourself.

    The ending was that Dad paid $250 for her self-pwnage. Paid for her new door and all. Considering her car type. $250 can do wonders. In Malaysia.

    (All the time I was trying to get him to call the police and get a claim from insurance. Let her suffer abit from all those stupid adminstration stuff from claiming her own damages from Singapore. Dad is too soft-hearted!)

    The epicness of it all. Why did I say that she doesn't know her theory?
    She doesn't even know what's the proper way to start her stupid car.