The night when everything went wrong...

It happened on a Thursday almost a week ago, but I feel a need to translate that experience into words on this blog.

Needless to say everything went wrong that night.

It all started with a dead cow. Yes, a huge, dead cow, lying on the road, in the darkness of the night, it's dead eyes and broken neck staring straight at me in the car's headlight.

Creepy is an understatement. That is beyond creepy.

My immediate reaction is to swerve. I immediately turned my steering wheel left and avoided hitting the carcass.

Lucky me. 

Unlucky cow.

Little did I know the string of bad luck is not going to end just yet.

After a few kilometres, I saw a hazard light signal on the road. I slowed down just to see two pakciks waving to us and gesturing to a huge tree that have fallen across the road.

And the weird thing is that night, there's no thunderstorm or anything that would have caused that particular tree to happen to fall on that particular road on that particular night when I was driving. And if it doesn't smell fishy I don't know what it is.

The third times the charm. That what's people say. And I really believe it. Not to mention that bad luck comes in threes. Call me superstitious or anything, but usually events happening around me follows that formula to the dot. Self-fulfilling prophecy or whatever it is, that night proves that three is not a very good number to me.

I was just about to reverse the car after sending my passenger back to her home when the right tyre went down and the car went crack. I tried to reverse again but it's stuck. Great. Just my luck to get stuck there when I have to get back in 45 minutes.

Just my luck.

To be continued....

The police are everywhere!

I hate police. I really do. I have nothing but bad experiences with them. Proof are from my previous post and in my friendster blog. I detest them.

Imagine to my surprise when I came back to the SP town i found it overrun by them. The huge Martek PDRM near the road to Tesco are filled to the brim with them. And today at every junction in my way to CS there's at least one traffic police standing there observing the situation.

They are everywhere!

And the final straw is the FRU truck. I hate the sight of them. But it's the first time I saw them in Kedah. I mean in KL it's normal. In SP it's an abomination.

I just stared at the passing FRU truck in front of me, heading somewhere to Bukit Selambau i guess.

*Sweating *

Posters are put up everywherein the SP town. Feels like another general election. Traffic are congested at the toll plaza. Never in my experience having to queue up for so long at a toll, and having Touch n Go really doesn't help. The town are filled with cars from out of town. Filled to the brim.

Not to mention there's this notice put up forbidding students to venture out on the 7th and being involved in anything regarding the by election. Like I want to. There's really no need for such notices to be out anyway.

I wish 7th of April will go by quickly. It's too disruptive for my peace of mind.