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Friday, May 21, 2004

Just when I was thinking that I didnt have any new material to blog on.

My 2nd MVA in...say about 5 years. That should be considered quite a good track record I guess.

No, I am not hurt. It was such a minor thing that all that I did was to get out of my car, check out my damage, saw it (figured that I couldnt do anything about it), got back into my car, drove off, came down to uni, and here I am blogging about it. I am probably using this as an outlet to vent my fustration...

What on earth happend?

Bascially, I was driving out of the Toowong's Shopping Village Carpark, and there we were, 2 of us. A family sedan, a BIG family sedan, and a small puny but spunky mirage. There wasn't like a 'who's got the right of way' scenario, cos both of us were on the righ side of the lane. It was just that the lane wasn't big enough for both of us, and it didnt help that there was a another vehicle parked next to me.

The woman looked at me (I would put her to be about mid 30's to early 40's) and I looked at her. She gave me such a disgruntled look, and a look that I somehow interpreted that ' I have got the bigger car, I have important things to rush off too...blardy asian' (Please remember that my interpretation may be totally off the ball here and I am writing this in a not so stable mindset).

Knowing that I would never be able to win a "stare at you and see who will budge first" match (and wanting the be the 'bigger' person), I promptly place my gear into reverse and "wham"...

Now Skye's rear end is flashing a noticeable indentation on her left butt cheek.

Lord, teach me to handle my emotions. Teach me to understand why things happen, and that I will learn something from all that happens.