accident!

For the first time in my life I actually experienced an accident and no I was not the behind the wheels,it was my dad. It was so fortunate that the boy was not injured or got any scratch, just a little bit bruised.

But it was shocking to see the motor rolled twice and hit on top of the boy once.It was such a slow motion movie watching it happened. My niece was sitting with me. My dad rushed out.We just picked up my sister from her workplace. I was wearing my cutoff jeans and simple tshirt, thinking omg should I just rush? but my concern overcame my sense of fashion and in the middle of the road at 5ish pm I helped the boy. It was so relieving not to see any blood.

Just to be cautious, we bring the boy to hospital twice to do an x-ray and send his bike to the shop.I have to say my sister and I was really bossy.We took over the whole incident and decided what next to do. When we went to the first clinic, I was going into the patient waiting room checking on the boy and dressed as I am, I feel so inadequate meeting a family with the woman wearing jilbab. Embarassing indeed.*Lesson: always wear something good!*The clinic doesn't have x-ray so we decided to go home first,my dad want to pray solat asar.

My elder sister was backed from Muadzam and with my other sister, she send the boy to the general hospital to do x-ray. It was funny really, we were waiting for so long and the doctor look at him and said oh he's fine and just give him the general medicine with things to reduced bruising and that's sort of thing.

He was on his way to go back to Merlimau, which is quite far away. My brother in law and I tagged along sending him back to his home.We were all quite afraid actually to send him back thinking omg what if his parents scream and lunge at us? I mean this is Malaccan people okay? We are not known for being polite and reserved! So actually things goes really well. We were laughing and chatting all the way and also make jokes and talk really stupid stuff.

On his way home we passed the Medan Ikan Bakar and we invite him,hey since we're on the way should we stopped at eat? But the boy get really embarrassed and so we didn't eat.When we get to his home, his mom mistaken us for perhaps his gf.But then my BIL has to break the fantasy by saying " No, nie orang yg langgar dier" or in malacca dialect" Tak,nie orang yg langgau dier".His mom expect it was one of us, and again we said" Tak, ayah kiteroang!".But really the boy was really sweet and polite and his mom as well! We told him to come by to our home anytime since now we're all bonded after spending 5 hours together.

I have to add this one little thing, the boy was extremely cute! hahaha and my sisters all become so gatal.isk isk!Anyway accident is a bad things and should be avoided. Lucky in our case we have gain a friend.

What gets you into trouble?

By not being honest to yourself...

I think the things I hate the most staying at home is that there is nobody to turn and talk to. I miss my friends very much and even if we meet it is only at surface...and that saddens me to great extent because you can't catch up for only a few hours and sometimes I do want to talk more but it's uncomfortable to talk about it...

feeling blues again

I am feeling melancholic again...and I don't know what should I do...There's nothing to stare at...

Yet again I have promised myself to change.I will lay out the plan for my life tomorrow...

Please God,let me have a little bit of happiness and hope.

IQ,EQ, what the hell

I hate IQ test. Why do they give it out on interviews.Blegh sick..I have another IQ test scheduled next Friday. I want to work for that company actually so bad.Lots of travelling which I loveee to do.Aaah wish me luck.

no title for this

Well, my sister's wedding is just over. I feel a little bit sad because it could never be the same ever. You know how when somebody married, somethings change. I hate weddings. Sure I love my niece and nephews but the emptiness when my brother and sister get married is unchangeable.

I still remember the night my brother called my mom saying he wants to get married. I sat down at the chair for a long long time thinking oh wow, I knew this was coming but I never thought it's going to this way. Then my first sister and when she separated I secretly feel happy because she's coming back.I'm happy for my second sister but I am just a little bit sad and lonely.

Lots of people I know is planning their wedding and its making me feel left off. I know I shouldn't feel this way but I just couldn't help it. The distance between my friends is also getting bigger. I miss spending my time with them.which makes all this worse!

I thinks once I start working I might write something happier.It's depressing to write all this emo stuff which is why I stop writing blog.

I am going to miss my driving buddy because they're all going back to college this week.Aaaah need to find new friends!