Day After Day....

26th October, another friend of mine, CHRYSLER is turning 18. An age which u r free to do many things in life like 'ah hem', ' 'ah hem'... well imagine urself but den let ur wild imagination take u away.. My friends and I wanted to throw a Birthday Gathering for him but somehow he could not make time for i.. . We understand your difficulties but dont worry, we still got next year. That time be sure to come out with us... (^@^) Today is juz simply sad for me... My friend from RAUb, Pahang is going back after his solo trip to KL for 3 days.... Lucky he stayed wif me so I could get some accompany to talk till late nite although I'm da 1 that sleep halfway through conversation.. Nice Having u Here in KL, "SPANNAR". Dont get shock with his name... Though its not his real name but we often call him that... Its quite special name, we can find him almost everywhere in Hardware shop... Lolz..

Again sad thing happen to me when sending Spannar back. On the way to 'Puduraya', my poor litle KANCIL again spoil. This time is not accident but petrol leakage.... Such strong petrol odour really frighten me... For the 1st time i drive a leaking car.... I'm afraid my car will sudden explode...... Kaaababooooomm XXXXXX den i will...... (CHoii!!!!!!)That time my imagination really runs wild... Dunno wat to do???? Damn blur dat time... i quickly send Spannar to Puduraya... SAdly T.T say gudbye and F1-ing back home..... The petrol meter kept dropping damn fast like hell man... I kept on accelerating... but KL really, really jam... So many car. Well its sunday, wat to do?? Luckily i reach home safely and told my dad... He checked but found nothing.... no leakage, no nothing... dats really strange... Know wat, at night my dad when to check again.... This time the secret revealed... Finally the mystery is solved... Its incredible, I really cant believe it... I dont know can place it in the Malaysia book of Record or not,....
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The car petrol really leaks....
The soil on the ground is soaked with petrol.. The odor of petrol, no doubts... Now, we dont have to dig the ground to find petrol anymore.. LOLz .... Juz come to my parking lot and u can find petrol on the ground.... LAme joke of cozz.... SWT (=.=|||)
I got to rinse the soil with water if not later my car can be found in the sky together with the DEEPAVALi fire crackers.... Its the Deepavali eve and definitely the Indians will make a few special blast in the sky as always.... The celebration in my apartment is the greatest... U cant sleep during that time, if ur asleep, U will definitely wake up by the noises... loolz


Well i got to end here... Need to prepare some cotton to plug my ear... (>.<)

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Happy Deepavali to specially my Indians Friends especially Bal and also my PApa (Raghu)....
May the festival of light brings happiness to you all

Today is just damn bad luck.....
Luck is just losing out from me and my life is darken da whole day.

Saturday, Malaysian Studies in College. WTF... Saturday and I need to go to college for the freaking Malaysian studies. Saturday should be the day I relaxing at home not going college, sigh... This week is totally different. I didn't feel my rest day anymore. Sunday, I need to rush my lab report and pass it up on Monday. Another last minutes job, (Influence by sum1 for last minutes thingy). Arghhhh lifez not fair to me ....

Clash, accident, BANG car.....
I cant believe it, I hit some1 back accidentally. Kancil vs Iswara... Guess who wins???
Of coz Iswara la... I hit the Iswara with the speed of maybe i guess 3km/h or maybe less and my car need to be so call 'ketuk'... (-,-!!!) Can u believe it with such slow speed and my car had to be 'Ketuk' ,which will cost maybe RM100++. How fragile is my Car?? U could imagine it. The Iswara only got scratches on its fiber bumper and MY KANCIL had its body bends...After Hitting, stop beside the road and got down to settle. Two Malays Lady came down, Auntie's (Age around 35-40++) . I thought it will be difficult to settle but that driver really give me a shock. She got down look at her car and copy my car number plate... I was like BLUR... She didnt talk to me or say anything until i spoke out.... Is she really Human???... Like no respond.... She ask for my phone no. and my name.... Gave her and BTW, her hand writting is superb, I cant understand what she write on her paper.... 'Cakar Ayam' Malays say for horrible handwritting..... Everything juz settle like that... I dunno wat she wanna do, she didnt say to me or even called me.... Maybe she wanna report to da police which I will receive a slap of saman later.... I dunno... Juz dun care la... Wait and see how is it in da future...

Went home, tell my mom, get scold, father sitting on the chair like nothing (but actually very angry).. Arghh, my day is juz bad... Really a Bad Day