byebye bumper
Just when I thought life is becoming a lil better, it happened. Chai was driving my car that day and I was in the passenger’s seat. It was raining. We were coming out from a junction where many cars double-parked. This car was coming very fast from the left but chai didn’t notice because her view was blocked by those idiots’ double-parking car. I tried to tell her but it was too late.
Damn it.
I went down to take a look. While I was opening the door I secretly wished to find only a lil scratch (which was impossible). I almost stop breathing when I saw half of the bumper landed on the floor. I don’t know how serious the damage is, but to me, if part of the car is only the floor, it spells t-r-o-u-b-l-e. I’m not sure how long I stoned there, but I didn’t care because that’s the only thing I felt like doing at that moment. Now that I recall back, when I was standing in the rain, staring blankly at my car…it was like a typical scene from a movie where the actress is having the worst day in her life (minus the background music and make-up). In my case, it’s not the worst, but ANOTHER bad day I have to face. Stoning there, I had a million things spinning in my head- what and how I’m gonna tell my family? How would they react? How much would it cost? Why do I have to spend money unnecessarily? Am I destined to dry up my mother’s savings and destroy my grandma’s property? Why did this have to happen? Why am I so bad luck? When is this gonna end? What the hell did I do to deserve this? Don’t I have already enough problems? Why am I in such a mess? Can I possibly be dreaming? What do I do now? Can I fix this without spending a single cent? How long do they need to fix it? How am I gonna use the car tomorrow? Who should I call? What are those idiots looking at? Why didn’t the car just bang straight into me? Why the bumper? Why? Just die. Just die right there.
Anyway, everything was settled later. We drove the car to the workshop near my place, and thank god it only cost about 100 bucks and a while to fix. Chai said she’d pay but later my grandma said we’ll pay her back, because it is unfair for her to pay, as she was only driving the car for a while.
What a day.
Damn it.
I went down to take a look. While I was opening the door I secretly wished to find only a lil scratch (which was impossible). I almost stop breathing when I saw half of the bumper landed on the floor. I don’t know how serious the damage is, but to me, if part of the car is only the floor, it spells t-r-o-u-b-l-e. I’m not sure how long I stoned there, but I didn’t care because that’s the only thing I felt like doing at that moment. Now that I recall back, when I was standing in the rain, staring blankly at my car…it was like a typical scene from a movie where the actress is having the worst day in her life (minus the background music and make-up). In my case, it’s not the worst, but ANOTHER bad day I have to face. Stoning there, I had a million things spinning in my head- what and how I’m gonna tell my family? How would they react? How much would it cost? Why do I have to spend money unnecessarily? Am I destined to dry up my mother’s savings and destroy my grandma’s property? Why did this have to happen? Why am I so bad luck? When is this gonna end? What the hell did I do to deserve this? Don’t I have already enough problems? Why am I in such a mess? Can I possibly be dreaming? What do I do now? Can I fix this without spending a single cent? How long do they need to fix it? How am I gonna use the car tomorrow? Who should I call? What are those idiots looking at? Why didn’t the car just bang straight into me? Why the bumper? Why? Just die. Just die right there.
Anyway, everything was settled later. We drove the car to the workshop near my place, and thank god it only cost about 100 bucks and a while to fix. Chai said she’d pay but later my grandma said we’ll pay her back, because it is unfair for her to pay, as she was only driving the car for a while.
What a day.
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