i survived!

it's 3.34am in the morning and we are still not asleep. haha. Hannah gi tido laaa. muka dah mcm sembam gle. haha. we were supposed to study but it's too distracting to study now. songs, internet, chatting, pictures, and food. we're in melati right now. melati sounds very interesting right but it's not.

i came back this morning at 6am and i was all alone and suddenly i remembered a story told by a friend. cte hantu la kan. about pocong. hahaha. nevermind, i slept well till 12pm. something happened this morning though. an accident. i was in it. i was with a friend. salmi, she's an architechture student. we reached the bus station at around 5.50am and immediately, we waited for a cab. soon after that, we had this old fella saying ' uitm uitm uitm'. so, the normal reaction would be to go inside the cab and we did. he drove quite fast knowing that there was no traffic. i supposed he was sleepy, he missed the BIG uitm entrance gate. until he almost reached baiduri he asked us ' nak pegi uitm kan? knape xckp?' we were all stunned and did not know what to say because the gate is way too big for anyone to miss it. there were 4 of us. 3 girls and one boy. so he made a u-turn in front of uitm and he was speeding towards the roundabout. right then, he tried to slow down a bit but he failed. the next thing i know the car hit the right curb on the right lane of the road. we hit the big signboard that says 'shah alam' i think. the car was crashed. the right tire was gone already. pecah or something. i am fine but i could feel my right calf hurting right now. salmi's right knee had some bruises. and the kakak next to her was quite injured. she hit her head on the windows and was like bengong kejap. sounds funny but it's not. i bet she's still hurting right now. so we got out of the taxi and another taxi picked us up and sent us back to our own colleges. the best part was the young cab driver was talking non stop about the old cab driver. that's when i know his name is 'pak kassim' . i think he's sleepy. thats why. so, this young man, sent us and he charged us more than what he should. basically, he picked us up from the roundabout. i really thought he was doing the old guy favour. i mean, its 6am in the morning and being a rational citizen, you wouldnt take advantage over an old man. have some sense pls! so i paid the guy his money and rushed to my room. i called my mom and told her the whole story. she was worried sick. but i am fine, mama and papa. Alhamdulillah nothing bad happened.

so, that's the tragedy of the day. haha. ignore the grammatical error, i am too excited to tell you guys the story. haha

//u did not send me but thank god i made it through last night. imagine if something else were to happen. i am not asking for the bad things to happen but i am curious. how would you feel my dear?