Look what I got for my previous blog post.

This post: My Mum Incident

A 'useful' comment.

First of all, shame on you that as a so called wanna-be angelic daughter, you made your mother cry??? oops...or should I actually congratulate you for that 'accomplishment'? ...."

I know I shouldn't do this anymore but I just can't help it! It is killing me inside! I have so many things bottled up inside of me but I can't tell anyone cos if I do, that would make me a bad person!"

lets talk bout this sentence of yours...it show clearly what a super duper disgusting dramatic person you are...

About the 4 person in the 'Apple team'....what's your problem bout that? In my opinion, YOU are the fool who don't know any single thing about the process. You said that the person you know is ACCUSING the other 16 people, but why do that sounds like you are the one who felt offended indirectly? Criticizing how 'mean' someone did on something but in fact telling your fellow readers that YOU are in fact in those 16 peoples category who assume herself did 'work her ass off' for the success of the event but did not get the credit yet get bashed? Don't you have a little tiny bit of pride to feel ashamed for commenting bout it? Proudly saying 'I'm just saying what I think is the truth' oh c'mon man too much of bullshit you're writing bitch. You can have your own point of view on 'truth' why not the others? The whole entire blog you're writing mean things using vulgar WORDS bout almost every single person around you. Your own FAMILY, your 'BEST FRIEND' you call, people you said you 'CARE ABOUT'....Not a single person on earth are accusing you as a bad person but YOU stupidly are the fool who is writing how a stupid BAD GIRL you are. YOU are a BAD daughter, a BAD friend, a BAD sister and what else? ask yourself. Back to your mum, I belief many people too would feel pity for your mum who gone through the hard time carried you in her womb for 9-10 months, bring you up until today where her big 'grown-up' daughter can have her own thinking on all sorts of 'facts' she call or all sorts of 'truth' she claimed, and endlessly bullshitting about everything that could possibly happening around her and don't even have a single bit of pride to tell herself how to spell the word 'shame'. Shame on you bitch! Getting a lifetime scoldings yet you still felt nothing wrong about what you are doing or to say you do know you're wrong but you've choose to continue your mistake PROUDLY..Bravo!"

(back then, I didn't perceive the things I wrote to be hurtful things so that I could hurt people, I just thought that as long as what I wrote was true, I was not in the wrong)."

and now that's the biggest problem of yours bitch. You ALWAYS think you are right, you ALWAYS think what you're writing is 'true' and that is how you never want to face the fact that you are indeed very WRONG! Its easier to shift a mountain than to change one's personality.

"I got into a blog war with one of my friends. And it strained our relationship and I got so affected I almost wanted to stop writing. I mean blogging.

But I persevered and continued anyway. Because I still wasn't shaken by how mean my blog was."

See? You will never ever change! that's the 'best' part of you! What a incredibly EXCELLENT DRAMATIC IDIOT you are!! Congratulations IDIOTIC BITCH!
And....I'm surprised to hear that you've ONLY got into ONE miserable blog war with that ONE particular brave friend. With your way of writing a blog, which relationship won't be screw?

"I got so affected I almost wanted to stop writing. I mean blogging."

For this sentence, I really wanna salute your 'friend' for able to bring on a blog war that said to have affected such a faker like you. "almost wanted to stop writing"?? In the end you didn't stop writing wasn't it? See..that's another prove of you being such a successful faker. Pity..

There's too much of bullshits in your blog post seriously..

(will see what dramatic tactics you gonna use to 'fight back' or to 'defend' yourself..)

WHOA. First of all. This person addresses itself (I don't know its gender) as stranger. Imagine a stranger posting a comment like that at your blog? Quite weird right. Anyway.

This Stranger here obviously doesn't have the brain capacity to understand my blogpost about my Mum. It TOTALLY misunderstood the whole thing, GOD.

So, the only thing I want to say to it is: WHATEVER.

Baby Ryan's expensive birthday party + party photos! :D

Last July, my super adorable baby nephew, RYAN LEE YI JACK celebrated his first year of being the cutest ever baby to walk (or crawl) on this planet! :D And, of course, being the first son, his parents threw him a realllllly glamorous and elegant birthday party!

No, I'm serious.

Baby Ryan may not know the difference between an ice-cream and a toy truck (and will undoubtedly proceed to stuffing either into his mouth depending on which he is having in his hand) but he has got the most expensive birthday party ever in the history of his generation in our family! :D (okay, so I know he is the only one as of now of his generation in our family but let me make this very glamorous cannot is it? D:)

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ADORABLE BABY RYAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D



And of course, all his cousin aunts (YOUNG ONES LA. Not those curler-wearing aunties okay), ME INCLUDED, took this advantage to dress up and ki hiao for his party! :D



Two leng lui's. Cough. The one on the left is me! :D On the right is Amanda. :D



Two leng zai's! :D The one on the left is also me NO LA. He's Eric. :D Right: Adrian. (:



On the left is Kylie. (also one of the aunts okay!) Right is Miss Malaysia Universe 2009.



Amanda. Cheryl. Miss Malaysia Universe 2009.



Miss Malaysia Universe 2009. Gin Gin. :D April.



Leng lui's again. Jacey and Michelle. :D



HEIGHT CHECK!!!!!!! :D I am TALLEST! :D

When the boys come in I am not the tallest anymore. ):

I don't know why, but Blogger did that to my photo (the top part).

Wah, very lazy to name everybody la. Okay. From left to front: Gin Gin, Cheryl, Jamie, Miss Malaysia Universe 2009, April, Jacklyn and Kylie. :D

Miss Malaysia Universe 2009. Mummy! :D And April.

Miss Malaysia Universe 2009 and a fan. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Okay la. Gin Gin and Jo-Yee. :D

Jamie (and a jelly! :D) and Jo-Yee.

Nenek and me! :D Not my nenek, but my cousin's nenek! She's Sarawakian and she's extremely adorable! :D Like me! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA okay enough please.

Left to right: Miss Malaysia 2009 loser runner-up. Miss Malaysia 2009 WINNER. Miss Malaysia 2009 loser runner-up.

No no! Kidding kidding! Only the middle one is true. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Okay not funny.

Amanda. Jo-Yee. Jamie.

Jamie and Amanda. Want their number get from me. Heh heh heh heh.

BIRTHDAY BOY RYAN and CHERYL! :D

And that wraps up the one-year-old boy's most expensive party of the year party photos. :D

Moving on.

MORE PARTY PHOTOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That is Ashley. This was a party at her house. We had barbecue. We drank. No one got drunk. (not because we are good kids but because there was not enough alcohol HAHA) Xin Yi and Janelle hogged all the red wine cocktail. Sally and Siew Sheng sat around being quiet. Played Dare-Truth card game. Michelle was forced to confess how many guys she had frenched before. She lost count. I was shocked.

Siew Sheng and Sally and Hui Lian behind. I brought crabsticks with cheese. Barbecued it. Intended to make a crabstick-lasagna like dish. Failed. Cheese did not melt but burnt. Dish was a hit anyway. Glad.

Joan. Michelle (pro French kisser). Yeng. Hui Lian.

Ashley. Janelle and Xin Yi (alcohol hoggers). Shu Ee.

Caught Yeng being emo. Caught Michelle staring at Yeng's thighs pervertedly. Continued taking pictures. Envy Yeng's lean legs.

Again, Blogger did that to my photo. For some reason beyond me.

CAUGHT YENG CAMWHORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D

Caught Yeng getting annoyed because a text interrupted her camwhoring! :D

Caught Shu Ee SWEARING with hand/finger gestures! No la, I think she was counting how many guy she frenched before to out count Mich's number. KIDDING. I forgot what happened.

End of party. Was quite lame because Ash's parents were there. But had fun. Long time we hadn't had a party together. CAN'T WAIT TILL SPM IS OVER!!!!! :D

LAST PICTURE!!!!

I decided to post this because it catches me at my most school-spirited! :D Beekay (my school) cap and PE shirt! :D

CIAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D

I made my mother cry through my blog.

i knw i shuden do this anymore but i just cant help it! it is killin me inside. i hav so many things bottled up inside of me but i cant tell anyone bcos if i do, that wud make me a bd person!

Don't you just HATE it when blog owners post stuff like this in their blog? I mean, come one la, when you take the time to sit down and post something, then obviously people assume that you are not in a hurry. So if you are not in a hurry, then why can't you just type the words properly? Fill in all the rightful punctuations and apostrophes please!

I mean, it's not so annoying if it's like only one short-cut for a word in one paragraph. But about EVERY word in one sentence? It becomes very revolting to read okay!

And worse is those who type like this: i WenT 2 SkoOl toDay N sAw a trEe! iT waS sO cutE! i wuD hAv TakeN iT hoMe iF iT weRen stuK to Da grOund!

They short cut everything and use all the time to upper-case all the unnecessary alphabets in their words. I mean when I READ that sentence, it feels as if my brain is expanding and then shrinking and then expanding and then shrinking and it totally hurts okay!

Sheeeesh. But I guess it's up to them la how they want to blog. So let's start over.

I know I shouldn't do this anymore but I just can't help it! It is killing me inside! I have so many things bottled up inside of me but I can't tell anyone cos if I do, that would make me a bad person!

Argggh!!!!!!! Should I say or should I not say this???????????????

Okay la fine. I'll just say it. I cannot take it anymore.

I know someone who recently attended a party. A party which was organised by a group of people I shall now call Apple Team. Sooooo, Apple Team consisted of 20 people. But out of the 20 people, 4 from them were usually the most active ones. So naturally, everyone thought that these 4 people did the most for this party.

So this one person I know, went on stage and announced to the whole entire foreign people who also attended the party that the 4 active Apple Team people were the ones who did the most for the party. And then this person I know, proceeded to calling the 4 people up on stage to personally thank them. And she said something which I personally found insulting. I mean not insulting to me, but to the other remaining 16 Apple Team people.

Now, you remaining people know why you aren't called up to this stage okay? You know how much work these 4 people did and how much work you did. So you can't complain.

Isn't that just plain MEAN? I mean, I am assuming that this person I know did not know entirely how the process of preparing this party went. But she simply assumed that the 4 did the most work because they were (or are) known as the most active people in Apple Team. I mean, the other not so active people could have done ALOT more or AS MUCH as the 4 people did but they weren't even getting credit, and worse, they were being (technically) bashed.

Wouldn't you feel hurt if you were one of those remaining 16 people? If let's say YOU know YOU did almost as much as the 4 people and DID work your ass off to make the party a success but some people simply accused you of not doing enough?

Okay, so EVEN if let's say the 16 people did not do as much, it is NOT NICE that this person I know was announcing it to the whole world right? You NEVER KNOW what the remaining 16 people did, so cut with the accusations and assumptions. And this person I know announced it to FOREIGN PEOPLE FROM OTHER COUNTRIES. If you were the remaining 16 people, wouldn't you feel ANGRY?

I know I would.

You see, my blog has apparently hurt alot of people in the past, because I used to live by the principle that as long as it's true, then blog it. I used to use excessive amounts of bad words in my blog because I'm always very passionate about something I'm writing. The first person I ever hurt from my blog is I guess my sister. I and her got into a huge argument or something and seeing as how Cherrie had always been the absentee best friend and besides my sister I had no other sibling, the only way I could vent was through writing and posting so that at least I could have readers who could feel angry together with me.

And then my sister stumbled across my blog and she got really hurt. I got a scolding of a lifetime by my mother (but my Mum never saw the post though, she just heard it through my sister) after that, of course. But I still did not change. I still wrote hurtful things about people (back then, I didn't perceive the things I wrote to be hurtful things. I never planned to hurt anyone, I just thought that as long as what I wrote was true, I was not in the wrong). Other times I also got into a blog war with one of my friends and it strained our relationship and I got so affected I almost wanted to stop writing. I mean blogging.

But I persevered and continued anyway. Because I still wasn't shaken by how mean my blog was. Until one day, my MUM saw what I posted. And it changed my view of blogging ever since. Well, at least thus far.

It happened when I got into an argument with my Mum and I went into my room. Of course, out of anger I slammed the door and my Mum shouted at me even more. It was a VERY intense argument. So instinctively, I turned on my PC, went to my blog, and started on a full-blast bashing post about how angry I was, all the while with tears gushing out of my eyes. It was a truly dramatic moment for me. As usual, I used alot of bad words (I didn't write anything about how my Mum was a bad mother, I would never do that, I just wrote about how angry I was at what she was doing). And like any other time, I felt so much more relieved after posting it.

Only, I forgot that I had set my blogpage (joeyjoeldavid.blogspot.com link it LINK IT! :D Or follow me also can!) to my homepage and when my Mum went online with my PC, the first thing she saw was the full-mode bashing post I did about how angry I was with her! When I came into my room after she screamed for me, my Mum already had tears gushing out of her eyes. (and it was way more serious then when I was crying while posting that blogpost) She asked me if I really hated her that much and whether was I on a mission to let the whole world know that she was a bad mother. I kept extremely quiet because I was so shocked! I mean, yea, I wrote all that but it was a one-time thing, like I do with any of my other bashing posts! I never meant for it to be something permanent in my life. And of course, I NEVER meant to hurt my mother because I'd NEVER even shown her my blog before!

My Mum was crying so hard and I had never seen her like that before in my entire life. It was not only that tears were falling from her eyes like she was peacefully crying, it was those, gasping, short-breathed crying! And only very hard crying would lead to that. I was extremely affected by the sight of my mother crying like that because I had NEVER meant to hurt her in the first place. I had never meant for her to read the post!

So when she instructed me delete the post right away, (I resisted at first because I had a huge ego and I didn't like being told what to do) I deleted the post anyway because I didn't want my Mum to explode. And that post didn't serve a purpose anymore seeing as how when I saw my other cry, my own rage and anger had already subsided to be replaced with extreme guilt and contrition.

After that though, I was still very shocked by what had just happened but as usual, my Mum came into my room and hugged everything better. She also made me promise to not write such hurtful things and NOT use such vulgar words anymore. I thought of resisting by saying that whatever I wrote was ALWAYS the truth as I how I saw it and that I used vulgar words not to be vulgar but because it just CAME out when I was writing and to change it, my post would turn out to be completely fake, but I didn't because, my Mum had had enough sadness for one night. I shouldn't add salt to the wound. So I promised her to never write hurtful stuff or use bad words in my blog. (I don't use bad words when I talk, most of the time, except only when I'm VERY VERY angry. Or shocked)

And surprisingly, to accomplish that was easier than I thought. My blog became a happy place and well, I think I attracted more readers. I mean, I've got readers before what I like to call My Mum Incident, but after that, I think I got more people reading my blog.

But it still hurts me that whenever I tell my Mum about how I achieved something through my blog (invitation to join writer sites, getting on Innit's most popular posts), my Mum is NEVER happy for me anymore. Unlike before My Mum Incident, she would be over-joyed with my accomplishment and tell me what a good writer I was and everything. ):

But I guess what's done is done. But in future, I don't think I can hang on to this clean-cut image my Mum apparently thinks I am anymore. Because it's really beginning to itch and irk me; how conservative I'm being with my true emotions and also in blogging. Cos I'm 17 years old. I'm a personality to be explored, not to be moulded. And not even my Mum can control that about me.

Cos it's simple as this: If you don't want to read hurtful stuff about yourself, then DON'T get on my bad side. I'm in essence a nice person, but I don't take shit. I used to walk away without defending myself when in an argument last time. But now, I defend myself and attack, if the occasion arises. That's just a fact that I think the world has to accept about everyone. We're humans. We're not walls, or robots, or ice-cream. We have emotions. We fight back.

As long as what I'm writing is true and ought to be posted, I'll post it. If it hurts you, too bad. I can't please the whole world can I?

> How about you? Have you ever wrote something that hurt someone you loved and caused a whole big drama in your life?

Malaysia, you cannot get better than that!

I have got something very important to say today. This just got to me just now when I was surfing through the channels and I saw Manchester United all in their very chio red jerseys. I was suddenly reminded of what one of my teachers said on stage the other day about when Man U came for their Asia Tour.

She said it was a disgrace that when our national football team played against Man U, the majority of the supporters in the stands were in favour of Man U. This was Malaysia! The team playing was Malaysia's NATIONAL TEAM! And who were the Malaysians screaming for in the stands?

MANCHESTER UNITED ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! was what they were screaming.


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My teacher said something I've never thought about before. She did not immediately chastise the Malaysian Man U fans for supporting the opposing team but she said, What would the foreign people have thought when they see how traitorous Malaysian people are being towards their own national team? Would they still respect the Malaysian team? They would be sniggering about us with each other in the changing rooms! And then she continued on saying that those kids weren't patriotic bla bla bla...

I thought what she said was extremely true. At least, for only a second.

Because then I realised, this is not about Malaysia and UK. This is about who plays better in football. If Man U were better in football, OBVIOUSLY they would get more fans. I mean, just imagine if both teams were Malaysian teams, it is only natural that we choose to side the team that plays the best!

If we only choose the team because say, our son plays in that team, then isn't this nepotism? We only like the team because someone we know is playing in it. Isn't that a little bias? Apply this same theory to Malaysia's national football team and Man U and you'll see what I mean.

To me, I don't think there is anything wrong with supporting Man U, instead of Malaysia's national football team if it's really true that Man U play better. So I really think that it is not right for my teacher to have said something like that and then surmise that those kids who supported Man U back in the stands at the stadium weren't patriotic Malaysians.

This isn't about patriotism, it's about interest. If Simple Plan and say, Siti Nur Haliza were performing on the same day, I would definitely go for Simple Plan's concert, duh! It doesn't mean I'm not patriotic, I just don't like Siti Nur Haliza's songs! See! Heck, even if it was my Mum and say, she chopped of my hand because she LIKED doing it, I would still HATE her and cut all relations with her and call the police on her. Just because she's my MOTHER, doesn't mean I should show her favouritism or not call the police. When they say love your mother, it's because she's shown YOU love. Not just love her because you inherited her DNA.

So see what I mean?


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So Malaysian Man U fans, don't worry about people saying that you guys are not patriotic people or whatever! It is not your fault that Man U play better!

And if anything, it is Malaysia's national football team who should improve. THEN they would get the support and fans they need. That's all I'm saying.

The truth is, I love Malaysia. I really do. And it is not because of all that crap of Oh, inilah tempat tumpahnya darahku, so I love it because I was born here! I love Malaysia because it's simply the country which has done the most for me. I'm protected by their rules and regulations and laws and everything, and they have granted me my citizenship. I mean, sure, if I was born in another country, I would have got the same privilege too, but MALAYSIA is the country in which I was born (hence, all the protection by laws and citizenship). This cannot be changed. That's just my luck.

You may be thinking, American citizens have got better privileges in their country than we have in our own. Or in Singapore. Or in Indonesia. Or in New Zealand. But who's to say that citizens in THEIR country don't long for something which Malaysians have and they don't?

What are we complaining about, huh, Malaysians? Are we being under-fed by the G? I don't think so. I do not believe that there is a government of a country in the world that does not prioritise their people's welfare. If there was, then they wouldn't be elected as the government. They wouldn't have supporters. There wouldn't even be a COUNTRY.

To me, I'm satisfied with what the country has done so far. The development, the culture, everything. The G could give us more, maybe, but give them time. I do not feel under-fed, or oppressed. I get free textbooks when I'm in school. Bus fares are only like what, RM2.00 from Klang to Sunway and back? I don't have to pay for the examination sheets for SPM. I don't have to PAY when I go to school, for almost 200 days. Everything is PAID for by whom? The G. And taxes and everything? You think that's too burdening? But see, without taxes, where is the G going to get the money for development? Where is the G going to get the funds to build roads and highways and telephone booths?

Come on. It's not THAT burdening. We are probably not the best country in the world, but the G is trying. Really. You don't see their hard work because all you can see about the G is how they are beating about the bushes with the Altantuya case, Teoh Beng Huat trial, Anuar scandal and the BM-English for Math and Science thing. That's all you care to see. That's all you WANT to see.

How come no one has said anything good about free textbooks? Free education? Free alot of things? There are stuff which you think are mistakes that the G has done, but you haven't heard THEIR part of the story. What if they have a rationale to it? A good reason that you may have foreseen?

I'm just saying, be satisfied with what you have. It's more than alot of what other people in the world have. And most importantly, if it has been enough for you to live until your age right now, then isn't it ALREADY GOOD enough? We may not be able to wear our casual clothes to school like in America, or have Disneyland, or get to see Gong Li walking down the streets like in China. (Is all this so important by the way, that just because Malaysia doesn't have them, then Malaysia is a bad country?)

We only have Lee Chong Wei (World No.1 HELLO!), Nicol David (ANOTHER World No.1 HELLO!), Hitz. fm morning crew JJ and Ean. Who all apparently suck simply because they are LOCAL.

Do you realise that there are Americans who wished they had uniforms? And people who HATE Disneyland because it's destroyed their country's infrastructure? (Besides, we have GENTING HIGHLANDS, which is almost as good, if you take the time to look properly). And even Chinese nationals who think that Gong Li is ugly?

If you want to battle me on my Malaysian football team-Man U theory, then tell me: HELLO, Lee Chong Wei is WORLD NO.1. You canNOT get better then No. 1! Aren't you at least PROUD of him? Nicol David. TOP in squash in practically the whole world. Not even a LITTLE proud? And JJ and Ean? Don't they rock? Don't they make you laugh? GOTCHA! rocks okay!


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Come on people, Malaysia IS as good as any other country, if ONLY you try to love her.


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If Malaysia has done something really bad to you and that is why you hate this country, then well, I can't say anything about that.

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But I'm sure for most of you, Malaysia has done nothing bad. So why do you dislike your own country?

I love Malaysia and you should too. Not simply because you were born here, but because this is your country, who has taken care of your welfare since your birth. And she hasn't done anything bad to you. And she's not ugly (look at the pictures! She's gorgeous!), she'll look automatically beautiful in your eyes if only you would take the time to love her. Think of why you should love her, and not why you shouldn't, and you'll see what I mean. (:

And I believe really, that Malaysia Boleh! And so should you. (:

A few Malaysian questions...

If you are Malaysian;

Ey! Don't take the book le! It's Jamie's 1!
Aya, you don't know 1 la.
Haijor, like that also need to ask 1 meh?

Tell me: How do you spell your 1? One? Or want? Or wan?

Is there another word to term SOAP in Hokkien instead of sa-bun?
Why is it the same as in the Malay language: Sabun?

What is the word for LIKE in Hokkien, besides su-ka?
Why is it the same as in the Malay language: Suka?

When you think of TOMATO SAUCE, which country comes to your mind? Italy? France? America?
In Cantonese, tomato sauce is called Keh (tomato) Zup (sauce).
Now, how come in English tomato sauce is also known as ketchup?
Did tomato sauce come from the Chinese/Cantonese?

This just shows how ridiculous Malaysia can be sometimes.

http://entertainment.malaysia.msn.com/music/article.aspx?cp-documentid=3549426

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My near-death experience.

18 July 2009

It's a month ago, but nevertheless, it scarred me for the rest of my life.



It was at some housing area near the Kong Hoe roundabout. Sorry I don't know what jalan it was because my Mum and I don't usually go there. So, I was in the car with my Mum.



Embarrassingly, my Mum was talking to me about lipstick. She was droning on and on about which colour she liked best, the code they carried and all that. I didn't know why she was telling me all this because I for the love of God do NOT apply lipstick. So I was busy ignoring her, and of course, given that I was in the front seat, I was busy;



CAMWHORING, duh! and also, seeing as how my Mum just bought a new mascara, I was trying it on. Embarrassing la I know, but cannot mer? It is not my fault that I have short eye lashes okay.



So, the red round thing is our car and the blue one is the other person's car. We were going slowly, and little did we know that at the junction, they was ANOTHER car coming. And it was going fast. When I say fast, I MEAN fast. Before I even managed to freak out and scream out loud;









The impact threw me and my Mum off our seats. I was stunned at that time, I didn't know what happened. I only knew that my back hurt like crazy.



Apparently, the impact also threw the bumper of the car off its place.

A few moments after that I heard the ambulance siren. Someone must have called them.



It was very scary to hear everyone bustling around trying not to freak out but failing miserably. I broke several bones from several parts of my body but thankfully I didn't OH ALRIGHT. I lied.

There was no ambulance. I did not suffer from any broken bones or whatever. The only part damaged was the car. Or should I say the carS, because to be fair, the other person's car was hit quite badly too.





What? It's not my fault that I made up stories okay. I just wanted this incident to sound more interesting. But the lipstick talk and the camwhoring + mascara were totally real! I swear!

It was extremely scary because just LOOK at the car! I mean carS! Just looking at the damage almost made me feel the pain the carS were suffering from. My Mum's car WHOLE front bumper FELL OFF okay. FELL OFF.

Ouch.

If my Mum's car were human, it'd be a toothless person by now.

So, being the kind, kind person that I was, I carried the car's teeth bumper to the boot and kept it there, so that it could be installed back to its place.

No I'm kidding. I just thought it was extremely weird to leave some car's teeth BUMPER in the middle of the road so I shifted it to the boot.



The shattered glass. Scary...



I STILL canNOT get over the fact that my Mum's car looked like a toothless person. I mean, I know it was sad and painful and agonising and all that but then...but then...

It was just so FUNNY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

During the accident I knew everything had to be serious and all that but I almost burst out laughing when I saw the car's toothless face! I had to shield my face from my Mum too because she would totally kill me if she saw me laughing at a CAR ACCIDENT. Which involved us BOTH, no less.



But I knew I had to be thankful you know, because look at the picture. That was where the collision occurred, and all three of us were fortunately saved from being hit. Only, you know, the car lost its teeth. (HAHA okay sorry)

But imagine if my Mum had gone FASTER than she had been going at that time.



The collision would have ended up;



THERE. And my Mum would be CRUSHED. Oh gosh, just looking at that picture gives me goosebumps. You see? That COULD have happened! And I wouldn't even be here BLOGGING if that had happened.

Gosh, you see. When we were at the junction, the other person did not slow down when she made a turn, because it was a housing area and she thought there wouldn't be any cars around. But that is SO not an excuse okay! I mean, it was a HOUSING AREA. Kids could be RUNNING around chasing butterflies and balls and each other (it's balls and each other okay, not each other's balls), and she could have hit EITHER of them any other time! She so ought to be MORE careful.

You see, when she made the turn, she did NOT stop her car to check whether there was any car or not and worse, she was going like 1000 km/h! Okay exaggeration but you know what I mean. She was FAST. And look what happened! She hit us. D:



Luckily my Mum was busy talking about LIPSTICK to go as fast as she usually does and therefore no lives were taken. STILL. SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL OKAY.

So then my Mum had to go to the police station to make a report and everything. Fortunately, I found all this very interesting and fascinating because I had NEVER been to a police station before, let alone MAKE a report about an accident I was involved in.



Surprisingly, it turned out that ALOT of people were involved in accidents too on the same day! There was a guy with a VERY long cut on his forehead and it was bleeding and he was pressing it was a white cloth (which magnified the colour red and freaked me out no end) and there were these two other people who were kind of arguing, you know, shifting blames saying the other hit the other and not the other way round.



So we had to sit down and wait for our turn. Or rather, my Mum had to sit down and wait for her turn. I on the other hand, had more important things to do. :D

My Mum was not very happy when I tried to snap a picture of the menacing looking policeman by the desk counter so I didn't/couldn't. ): It would have constituted good blogging material okay!



Seeing as how I am an author at my own blog and all (I don't call myself a Blogger, because I believe that title should be earned and not claimed. You know, like Xiaxue and all?), and also that it was the first time I was involved in an accident and visiting a police station, I wandered around taking photos and thinking up great ways to produce a good post! :D



You know, the Klang police station is actually a very clean place. And there were alot of police cars! I love police cars I think they're gorgeous! :D



Funny how when I went into the Pejabat Pertanyaan, the first and ONLY thing I smelled was cigarette smoke. Oh well, maybe the room fragrance they used was cigarette smoke-flavoured. *shrugs*

The good thing I guess, from this accident is we got to claim all expenses to rectify the damage of our car from the other person's car insurance. It WAS her fault after all. And also, we FINALLY got an excuse to make-over our car! :D And it was no joke okay, the car is (and LOOKS) almost 13 years old!
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But now it looks almost 3 MONTHS old at the max! :D





So, really, I want to urge all drivers out there to please, please PLEASE drive with moderate speeds. Don't speed when you drive ESPECIALLY around housing areas cos you never know what's gonna happen! I know it's very fun and HIGH and all that shit to feel the wind in your hair and look like a Sunsilk model and everything, but really, if you hit someone/something, it scars you for life.

Like how this accident scarred ME for the rest of MY life. Though not physically, thank GOD.

And of course, the one and only thing I owe my life to...
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...is of course the LIPSTICK TALK which prevented my Mum from driving as fast as she usually does.

Without it, me and my Mum would have perished in the 18 July 2009 car accident.

Ciao.

Gosh I am such a Drama Queen. ;)