I reversed into a pole today. A pole that says ‘No Parking’.

*skips past the whole haha-Jm-can’t-drive-jokes part to the… emo part*

After the uh disheartening event, my driving mood (yes I have moods for everything) evaporated. My driving became more slack and jerky, and all in all I really couldn’t wait to turn off the engine and chuck away the keys.

But. I had to drive back home from Bangsar, then to Purple House to collect the bike, then to IKEA to meet up with Cynthia. On the way to Mutiara Damansara…

… I got stuck at a toll booth because my Touch-N-Go baki kurang. MOTHER-

I had to reverse out, and do you know how bad I am in reversing?! If you’re bothering to ask, I can’t maintain a straight line. It was like:-

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(Car hits the orange cones used as divider)

The cars behind me probably thought I was MAD. I was really mad. MAD-ANGRY that is. Now the car has an extra ding to top off the pole ding which topped off the earlier ding.

Considering my luck with cars today, I had half a mind to abandon the car and ring for help. Help to reverse my car out of the toll booth then drive it back home?! But I decided to rely on my own self, so I gritted my teeth and somehow managed to zigzag my way out.

And anyway, my phone credit was down to zero- couldn’t call out.

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