There's always gonna be another mountain. I'm always gonna wanna make it move. Always gonna have an uphill battle. Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose. Ain't about how fast I get there. Ain't about what's waiting on the other side. It's


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Tuesday, September 01, 2009 @ 9/01/2009 09:09:00 PM
Happy 1st September, everybody!

and Happy Teacher's Day to every teacher in the world!

and, and, AND!

Happy 200th post!

ok, this is getting lame.

Today was super eventful. woke up like aroung 11.15 am. Yeah, never wake up for Sahur cause im not fasting. Why? Because of *insert reason here*. Anyways, felt weird not waking up at 6am. I keep waking up and my mind keep telling me to go to school. So everytime i would stand and go and bathe, i would remember it was Teaher's Day. Then i go back to sleep. My brain is weird in a wonderful way.

Anyhoos, ate breakfast at 11.15 which was weird cause i never ate breakfast for such a long time. then hanged-out with Iwan and his PS2. then bathe and went out at 1.15pm. got the Step-up thing at Chinatown, meeting the rest at the interchnage. Blah,blah,blah ride was mundane (nice word). reached at 2pm+. then lecture, then break then go home. yeah, super mundane. then walked to Outram Mrt station to wait for mum. Haha, she said i was late. then i said i purposely walk late cause scared i reached there too early.

then felt sleepy in car cause song at the radio was all so mundane. suddenly, the car jerked and i heard a loud sound. which interrupted my sleep and i realised we were at the highway. then my mum was like, what? she look front but the car wasn't anywhere close to the car inf ront of us. then we looked back. Guess what we saw? a motorcyclist lying on the floor. No, there was no pool of blood or what ever shit you guys wrote in primary school compositions. my mum stopped the car and went out to see the motorcyclist. LOL, i was like so scared i stayed in the car. i saw that the motorcyclist was an Indian guy. then another Indian motorcyclist came and helped the injured guy. No luh he was not injured. but he was limping. he then showed my mum his ankle which was like 'tergesel'. how to translate? i also dunno. like the ankle rubbed against the road. but thr was no blood. Awesome or what? but since he was limping, he must be hurt. then my mum went back to the car took her handphone and called dad. i could tell she was panicking because she came back to the car again and was like rummaging everywere for a pen and paper. the motorcyclist wrote somthing on the paper. all the while i realised that we caused the traffic to be slow. my mind was like thinking, traffiic jam. but it didnt happen. my mum got in the car gave my her phone to pick up the call and drove to the road shoulder. my dad was on the phone and i put him on loudspeaker.

he was like, Hello? what are you doing now? where is that guy?
my mum who was driving to the road shoulder, Wait! im driving, to the road shoulder.
my dad, ok, relax. Dont panic, just do it slowly, slowly.

i wanted to laugh, but i kept quiet. the other motorcyclist helped the injured guy to the road shoulder which made the traffic to be more slower. limping guy walks slow ok? but no traffic jam happened. then my mum got out of the car and asked the guy to write down somthing else on the paper. i got the courage to go out and the injured guy was like, Oh my god! Haha, he must be in shock to see that mum was the driver and now there was a teenage girl in the car too? could you imagine what would happen to him if there was an accident? thanks to Allah, nothing happened to me or mum. then, the back of the car was not badly dented. and it was barely noticeable. summore at the corner. though it was still a dent. then after everything. the guy's face was like so shocked.

then mum was like, you can continue right? Be carful okay? the road is very slippery.
then he was like, yeah, i can. thanks alot.

lucky my mum was not the one who would scream at the touch of her car. maybe that dude would by crying on the floor by now. anyways, my mum continued driving and i got to know that he was a Malaysian, probably going back home form work. hope he's okay and resting at home. though he still have to pay for the damage. then went home and slept untuil Buka. then Dad called for a family meeting, and told us he has to go away to China for work for two months. i think he has to go on 21 Oct. and i think its on a Monday. planning not to go to school cause his flight is in the morning. kinda sad cause i will be missing double period MT. so i thought of coming back to school after recess. LOL, kecoh uhh. end of september also hvnt come.

anyways, tomorrow i have to fetch iwan from school cause dad works afternoon shift. hope i will remember to take him. so yeah, im done for tonight. buh-bye. ((:

*i still cant change the format, fucked up computer.