I need to wee-wee!!!

This morning I didn't see the new Lonerguy cos he was a little late. Sedih. And Lord knows where he is right now. Actually I'm done with school, so I can go home or go to work or whatever it is I wanna do, except it was raining like balls just now so everything is wet. So I'm still deciding what to do.

The stupid thing about sprees is that you discover things you never knew existed, that you don't really need, but you have to buy. How's that?

I tried the new Strawberry White Chocolate Latte from Spinelli's this morning, accompanied by a heart-shaped cookie or whatever. I am a sucker for gimmicks. And seasonal drinks. I love seasonal drinks. What's the deal, though? They're so good you can only have them once a year? Like lauk lodeh? Haha. I think that might be it, really.

Dropped by SB-BG (?) yesterday and they remembered Hanom. Duh, of course they remember Hanom. People remember Hanom after meeting her once. Of course, she introduces herself as Nadeeyah and I laugh my head off. Haha. I adore the white chocolate macadamia cookie. Adore adore adore. Perfect for eating with the hot espresso drinks. Yummers.

Today there was a stupid driver who turned out knowing that the lane infront of him was blocked, and then cut into my lane. Dude, you're overtaking ONE BIKE! What's the deal? So, I'm really sorry Nat, but I had to cut him off balik. [After gesturing angrily at him for ten seconds. Nothing rude, just angry.] Tit for tat. Sometimes it's justified [according to the twisted mind that is mine].

Dahlah nak terkench, takleh tahan BYE!

Wednesday must be everyone's free day.

Anyway was riding home yesterday when I spotted a Chrysler cruising at 80-90 in the second lane. Now, I love Chryslers, I really do, but that doesn't give you the right to hog the lane! Then I overtook it from the left and realised that it was a limo! Like an 8-metre real-life limousine! I died. I wanted to whip out my phone and take a photo, but it was in my bag.

I read about the Chrysler limo in the Sunday papers. Michael Ma [or whoever] brought it in recently, and it's available for rent! It fits ten people comfortably, and yes, it does travel at 80-90, DUH it's a long vehicle! And yes it totally has a license to hog the road. It's 250 bucks per hour, and extra for booze. It's silver in colour and I think they're gonna bring in a couple more.

Fantastic, right? I wish I were rich, I know exactly what I would do with a car like that. I'd pay a thousand bucks, NO BOOZE, and.. ah well, some things are better left unsaid.



And yesterday I was going home from the petrol station when I spotted Lonerguy, so I tooted my horn and waved. So nice. Except no one was around to witness how cool I was. Haha. And this morning I saw that ugly Aprilia again. Ew.

I witnessed my first actual drink-driving accident last night.

Cruising down PIE(Tuas) in the first lane, I noticed the car in front of me signalling right. Now, what lane did I say I was in? That's right, I was in the first lane. So if the car in front of me wants to go right, where does he want to go? To the other side of the expressway, where cars are zooming in the opposite direction? So I laughed to myself and decided the driver was stupid.

But Khai [who was pillioning] nudged me and said urgently, "Driver dier mabuk, tukar lane!" I panicked and switched to the second lane as soon as I could. Then I calmed down enough to see that there was a slow-moving vehicle [SMV] a coupla hundred metres infront in lane one, anyway. And by this time I was sceptical that the car was driven by a drunk anyway. So I continued cruising, and this was somewhere around the Eunos exit.

Then I realised that the car, which was still ahead of me, was not changing lanes despite the fact that the SMV was dead ahead. When it was about five metres away, he signalled left and tried to change lanes, but of course, takder space. I watched in horror as he aligned left, but, unable to enter the lane, couldn't brake in time, and banged the back of the SMV, bounced off, and spun ninety degrees to the right, before stopping.

I'm still shaking now, thinking of that horrible scene.

I slowed down, of course, afraid he'd bounce hard enough to enter the second lane and langgar the car infront of me, which would then langgar ME! The car infront of me pulak, I guess nak jadi Good Samaritan or something, he slowed down! And moved to the road shoulder. I don't think he was affected, so I guess he was going to help out. Distracted by this baik-hati car, I almost langgared some black object rolling across the road, IN MY PATH, presumably from the crash. Fortunately I missed it.

As I passed the two affected vehicles, shaking hard enough to dislodge my braces, and sobbing tearlessly, I saw that the back of the SMV was crushed. I was still shaking for like half an hour after that. And too scared to even selit in between cars.

If Khai hadn't told me that driver was drunk, I would have stayed behind him. Can you imagine? Because I can. And I'm scared witless.

[Okay, actually, logic now kicks in. I would still have spotted the SMV, and I would have switched lanes anyway, to avoid the SMV. But still. I might have been NEXT TO the car then, and he might have langgared me when he bounced off. Astaghfirullah.]

Friends, enemies, strangers alike: Don't drink and operate heavy machinery. Even better, don't drink at all. Avoid liver failure, damaging precious vehicles, claiming innocent or guilty lives, and embarrassment, above all. Plus, it's dosa! Thank you.

I have been hella busy these past few days. Why? Because I rented a car to go out and paint the town red!

Haha.

And no, I didn't wreck anyone's vehicles, thank you. I didn't get saman-ed and I didn't beat any red lights, although I did take for-freaking-ever to park the car. HAHA.

On Sunday I drove to Sentosa with Khai and Shafa. It was surprisingly painless and I didn't get lost or anything. Also, there were no peacock attacks which they'd warned us about. Unfortch, most of the beach was macam blocked off for preparations for the NYE party the next night. So we pitched our mats very near the water, where Shafa was heard to be complaining of the high probability she would slip off the mat and into the water.

There were no mats like she hoped there'd be, but there was a 30-something father of four who kept checking us out. He also kept showing off his body, tattoos and swimming ability, as well as his adorable son. And they were next to us, so he kept like, encroaching into our rendaming space with his son, konon macam dier tak sadar gitu ah. Sheesh! And his wife was there, and all.

Anyway then it started to rain, so we had to leave. Dinner at Vivo, and then I took them to Mount Faber on a whim. It's as lovely as I remembered.

Yesterday was more of the same, except we ate at Arnold's this time. Haha. Shitty Geylang traffic, and equally shitty CP parking system. Ohyeah slightly after the clock struck, we drove to Labrador park but there was a jam all the way up and down, so then the Lancer in front of us made a three-point turn and left, so we used the space to make a three-point turn, and we saw everyone else making similar turns in a domino effect. Tres cool!

Oooh and Khai taught me to play pool! I suck, of course, but A'an and Khai were unbelievably patient. Also, we visited A'an's new squeeze at SGH--high fever. She's shorter than A'an, it's incredible!

And today I'm feeling hungover from the two glorious days of hanging out with Khai. School starts soon, so I'm not gonna have the luxury of time for months.

I've been busy. Busy doing what? Busy avoiding school, getting into bike accidents, and spending time with Khai. Busy overnighting at school, at An's place, at Hanom's. Busy hanging at Simpang, shopping and bumming around at home.

I can't go for practicals because I'm in mild pain, and I suck enough when I'm in tiptop physical condition, so let's give it some time. I can't seem to do my work at home, but I don't want to study outdoors by myself. I miss Khai so much I keep cursing my phone inwardly for being so silent.

Thank God for friends, who help distract you. On Saturday night I went out driving with Atikk and Dayah. We went to Al-Ameen Bukit Timah where we had naan, yums. But the next table had this whole spread of food, with soups and macam all sorts of dishes we wished we'd ordered. And they topped it off with ice-cream goreng, which we just had to have. After that Atikk let me drive to KAP. Haha. All I can say is, nasib baik tak banyak kereta.

Then we drove to school and passed by a fatal accident at Clementi. Inalillah. And I spent the rest of the night working on lab report. Next morning, I went to get a couple of photos printed and the two angels had breakfast with me at Afghan Mac's while waiting for Khai to wake up. In the meantime, we watched the 90387540274 near-crashes at the irresponsibly-designed carpark. Highlight being the pakcik in a Wish which nudged a McDelivery mat's bike, *CRASH!* Worst part was, he got out of the car and immediately started on the poor guy. Well maybe it was the abang McDelivery's fault for parking there when he's not supposed to, but STILL. Kau yang langgar dier per Wish! Tak sadar diri kau tu besar ke? Tak dengar back sensor beeping its ass off ke? The least you could do is give a grudging sorry before terus marah-marah dier pe. It's his livelihood, man.

Well, Atikk sided with the Wish, as usual. So aku malas nak layan. I know where my loyalties lie. It was a pretty big drama though.

Yeah what an exciting Saturday/Sunday.