:: My heart is broken ::

This is the 1st time my heart felt so pain even more as compare to when I failed in my subject, as compare to when Leong hurted me, as compare to when my mom throw me from the staircase when I was 7yrs old...as if a knife stabbed into my heart truly deeply madly deeply.

My baby Vivi was hurt after 3 months with me. I "hit his" head to a lorry last Friday when I was on my way back from a dinner with Yves on a night.

I was on the way back after steamboat dinner with Yves on last Friday at Bukit Tinggi Klang. I reach Kesas Kota Kemuning tol in 10 minutes after dropping by Yves back at her house. 500km~ 1km away from the tol, I started to look for my identification card (IC) which I loaded and normally use as Touch&Go card to pass the tol.

Unfortunately, I can't seems to find it anyhow. I try to search again in my vallet (again and again while driving and slowly moving to the "cash" counter, just incase I can't find it at the end. But, my brain seems so anxious and nervous when I can't find my IC, because I was using it earlier (to Klang). I worry I dropped it somewhere when I step out from the car or I dropped it somewhere in the car hidden places, or maybe I put it in my car somewhere... My mind keeps on flashing back where I put it after my last usage.

Without realizing, my car already closely moved to a lorry which is queuing in front of me. And by the time I move my head and eyes to front...BUMMMMMMPPPPP!!!!!!!! Followed by Oh my GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!! from me who is in shocked. My car hit the back of the lorry and immediately I press the brake as deeply as I can, but it was too late. It was too late because my no point me pressing the brake when my bonet already hit the lorry's back. WTFFFFF!!!!!

I was shocked and not knowing what to do STONED for few seconds. And started to look for my handphone and call for help. At the same time, I saw a bunch of Malay guys coming down from the lorry. The lorry move and park at the side of the tol and started to approach me who is busy calling for help.

If not mistaken, there are 4~5 of them. 2 from front seats and 3 from the back (the lorry's back container). I'm nervous, I'm so scared but thank god there are so many cars during that time which are queing to pass the counter. So, at least I do not need to worry they will hijak me or beating me for banging their back.

I quickly move to see my car's condition and as expected the front bonet was dented (kemik) terribly and I can't even open my door (driver's door). WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!

After 5~ 10 minutes, the driver approach me by asking "Are you ok?", and I replied "I'm Ok, and sorry". The driver claimed that his lorry is OK and I think of course la...The transport you are driving is LORRY while I drive Myvi! Sure you are ok la! WTF! My Vivi hit directly to the back's of the lorry's kangaroo's bar (for lorry) and I guess the worst is where the bar was left with few scratches only. And they leave me alone there after confirming I'm ok. Ok, they are not that bad~ At least they did not hijak me, my car and rape me somewhere in the middle of the jungle! Shit~ What I am saying... @___@


Anyway, my car still manage to move after furter investigation. What a bad day for me! my tyre flatted on the same day which I had fixed it few hours before the accident happen. You say la, bad luck or not? Sighhh~~


Fortunately, no body injury except little sore on my stomach there. I guess my stomach hit on the stereng when I hit the emergency brake. However, not that pain now. I admit it was 100% my careless because not preparing the money/touch&go earlier. So the morale of the story, concentrate while you're driving and don't drink and drive... LOL!

Sighh~ I still need to go and report police to claim insurance. I still need to send my car for repair. And I can't freely move around without my Vivi and have to use my parents' car with the pressure of borrowing their car. Not to say they are selfish, but somehow I will stressed driving their car. You know la, must really take extra care while driving. Sighh~~

But, luckily because of that also, I do not need to worry on how to go to work while my Vivi being "hospitalized" for at least 2 weeks! Bad luck day has gone, and another brighter tomorrow will come! AMIN! ALILUYA!

It might not looks bad, but the worst thing is I just owned it for 3 months and Wa~laaaa!! T____T


Can you see the hole?! SIghh~


Another big hole. Due to this dented bonet, I can't open my driver's door.