I think somebody up there hates me.
Seriously.
The first night alone in the new house, unused to having so much square feet after 5 months of living out of a suitcase, it had to storm and rain like nobody's business. Complete with finishes of lightning and thunder and creepy wind sounds, which just seem all the more scary when you're on the 23rd floor of a 25th floor building.
Meow. :( Takut.
Some more.. some more.... my curtains are not ready yet.... *bawls miserably*
And I'm scared of lightning and thunder and creepy wind sounds since I was a kid. :((((
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To try to focus on something else, let me tell you a story about a car and a traffic cone.
Was at the Eastin Sprint toll heading towards DJ when I saw a car in front of me veer madly from the Smart tag lane all the way to the left toll lanes which said "Tunai", hitting a few cones in its path. So I let the car go in front of me at the toll booth and what do I see but a traffic cone somehow stuck to its back right tyre, clanking like mad on the road.
The driver paid the toll and sped off like Watson Nyambek on steroids.
I pulled up to the toll booth and the toll lady was laughing her head off.
I tried to catch up with the car to try and alert him that he might actually kill someone if that traffic cone dislodged itself and went hurtling through another car's window, then realized my Myvi just wasn't built to go fast and furious.
Might have been a good idea to pull back, wouldn't want to be the casualty of an orange traffic cone.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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