Feb 23, 2010 00:36
So what happened was the rented car stopped in the middle of the freaking road, just before the junction. Battery of the car totally dead. My sister called me down to help her because she had to pee urgently (amidst a crisis, great bladder control) of all things in the world and couldn't leave the car alone. Since the house was too far away to pee, the nearest house had to be farha's. I cannot believe I called Farha at 11pm to ask her whether my sister could pee at her house. ZZZ or what.
So then me and my sister spent the next half an hour trying to avoid stares and glares from other road users while directing them to the other lane before they come smashing into ours. Not a single freaking car stopped to help jumpstart the car (except for one man but he didn't have the cable to do so) and some even honked (so bitch lah). Then lo and behold, another car stopped, someone rolled down the window and there was Taufiq Low. Of all people to meet... And of all things he could say, all he did was wished me Happy 21st Birthday (-.-").
The tow truck took a million years to come (40mins I think) and finally problem solved. Home we go with a dead car parked at the multi storey carpark. ZZZZ.
Great night everybody, I'm exhausted, good night.