Thursday, September 3, 2009

AT WAR!

BATTLEFIELD
JORDIN SPARKS
[BATTLEFIELD]

I am so angry. I AM SO SO SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!

I swear if I'm rich, I will scrape my dad's car and buy my whole family a new car each, even when my mom can't drive.

I went down to hunt for some materials to make more accessories, and was supposed to meet my brother later at Simei, to fetch my mom to work. I was very much looking forward to it, because he always has the car with him when my dad's not in town. And I hardly have the chance to drive that damn metal.

So while waiting for him, I was walking around East Point, doing some window-shopping. He told me to meet him at his friend's condominium, I said ok, but I just continued with my window-shopping. After which, he called to ask me where I was. I told him I was still at East Point shopping. Then he started getting frustrated and asked me to stop shopping. "Aiya shopping what?!"

SHOPPING IS WHAT SISTERS, MOTHERS, DAUGHTERS, GIRLFRIENDS AND WIVES LIKE TO DO WHEN THEIR BROTHERS, FATHERS, BOYFRIENDS AND HUSBANDS HAVE TO MAKE US WAIT! THEY STILL HAVE THE CHEEK TO SAY WE ARE UNREASONABLE AND IMPATIENT? EH HELLO! YOU PEOPLE ALWAYS APPEAR AT THE WRONG TIME! Either you don't appear when we're in a rush or you guys appear when we're like halfway enjoying ourselves. WHAT THE FUCK?

Anyways, that's not the whole point here. So I drove the car from Simei to fetch my mom at Thomson. Throughout the way, my smart ass brother expects me to know the whole damn road. He says I'm going to let you drive by yourself so that you can learn. THIS IS WORSE THAN RP'S PBL LESSONS FOR FUCK'S SAKE! SEE HOW TERRIBLY WELL I SCORED AT RP, DO YOU THINK I CAN UNDERTAKE THE KIND OF LESSON MY BROTHER'S GIVING ME?!

I really wanted to steer into the lamp post that time and show him MY POWERS. Oh yea, you said I'm going to crush right? HELL YEA, I'LL CRASH FOR YOU TO SEE! ARGHHH!


Better put this on my car the next time I drive. And that's not the worse. I missed the CTE exit, and I almost crashed into another car. AND THEN HE SHOUTED. HE LITERALLY SHOUTED. If my car was a convertible, I'm telling you, I think the cars at AYE could hear his shout.

I've said millions of times before, DON'T BLOODY HELL SHOUT. Talk to me nicely. I know what I'm doing! You shout, I panic, I CRASH! You want that? YOU WANT THAT?! I just kept quiet throughout the way. And my brother knew I was NOT in the best of moods. And he'd better not step on my tail again. OR ITS HIS TAIL THAT'S GOING TO GET BURN ON THE ROAD! ARGH! The wheels were in my hands.


Yes. I'm bloody fucking fuming. I know everyone condemns female drivers, BUT WHAT THE HELL? They've simply brought their prejudice too far. I THINK I AM A OK DRIVER, BUT WITH THAT KIND OF TEACHING YOU'VE GIVING ME, I'M GOING TO CRASH AT EVERY SINGLE EXPRESSWAY'S EXIT!

And Hamdi's going off to Malaysia on Saturday too. 4 days and more, I'm not going to see him. He don't seem to know, he don't care. If only we were still in our honeymoon period, he'd tell me how much he wouldn't want to be there (but eventually still ends up there). He would SMS on Saturday morning, and say that he loves me and that he'll SMS me once he's back in Singapore. And when he's back in Singapore, he'll SMS me saying that he misses me.

If only I treasured those little moments more. I miss them now. He's now salty, sour, bitter and nothing sweet. But as long as I think that he misses me, I couldn't ask for more.


BUT ANYWAYS, I'M STILL PISSED WITH THE CAR.

IN LOVE WITH A GIRL
GAVIN DEGRAW
[GAVIN DEGRAW]

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