"at the end of the day, you have to be strong for yourself, because no one will be strong for you."

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Stats, I am trying my utmost best to like you. CAN YOU PLEASE COOPERATE WITH ME?! This partnership is getting on my nerves with things like z-test, t-test, SPSS, hypothesis testing, effect sizes, formulas, confidence intervals and a load of other theories.

Somehow, all this angst seem to be attributed to the Suzuki accident on 8th April 09, Wed. Lifted this from the email I sent to B.
I was on my way to school for the exam and than thought I was gonna be late. So at the slip road to Clementi Road, I thought that the Suzuki has driven off already, so I checked for on-coming vehicles, saw that the coast was clear and accelerated. Who knew it was still there, and so yeah, I hit it . The lady was real pissed. I WAS REALLY APOLOGETIC BUT SHE DIDN'T SEEM TO CARE.
So the thing is, I only damaged her bumper/ventilation thingy/whatever that is as you can see from the image. My dad called her that night and asked if we could settle it privately and that she can send her car to our workshop and we'll repair her car. She said she had already sent her car to the workshop in Defu Lane. Dad asked for her address but she said she don't know the address. Seriously, how can one not know the address when she obviously sent it to the workshop?! Even if she don't know the exact address, there must be some landmarks or at least the workshop's name right? AND SHE SAID THAT SHE WILL TEXT ME THE ADDRESS THE NEXT DAY, but she didn't.

So the next day, before I left home for DefuLane (to make a report), I texted her and requested for her Full Name, I/C, home address and the workshop's address. She only replied 1 hour later 'Hi my vehicle SGV***U. *** ****. Have left the claims to my insurance'. My dad wants to settle the matter privately so he asked me to call her, talk to her nicely and convince her to settle it between ourselves. I asked if she could call her insurance company to retract the claim cos we hope to settle it privately and stuff. She said 'I don't know, maybe they've processed it already' and shit like that. So I asked if she can give us the address her workshop so that we can drop by and take a look, and we'll pay for the repair costs. She said 'So if it's $1000, are you all gonna pay?'. Than she came up with contradicting stories like she had already sent her car for repair yesterday, cos it's vital for her job scope (and from here I assumed that she's retrieved her car from the workshop already) BUT SHE CAN'T GIVE ME THE ADDRESS! LIKE WTF? And since she's got it repaired, she would already know the exact repair costs, what $1000 bullshit. She than said she's a busy person and all that so for the third/fourth time, I requested her to call the insurance company to see if they can retract the claim and get back to me. She said 'OH, AM I SUPPOSE TO REPORT BACK TO YOU?' I was really fuming at this point of time but managed to keep my cool and replied her in an almost calm manner. FUCKING BITCH OMG I WANT TO RIP HER INTO SHREDS, THROW HER INTO THE MINCE MACHINE AND FEED IT TO THE TIGERS!!!!!!!!!She said she'll call me back. UP TILL NOW I'VE YET TO RECEIVE ANY CALLS FROM HER! Gosh, all that anger resurfaces when I think about that convo. RAWR!!! I told my dad the whole convo and almost cried :(

Basically that's it. When I told Taa about it, I was really fuming mad. Never ever want to retell this story to anyone again. IT MAKES ME FUCKING MAD/ANNOYED/FRUSTRATED x infinity!

Friday, recce-ing with the boyzzzz around the "National University of Stairs" (quoting A). .

Plus, pool, photohunt, F&F4 with Taa and the guys!
Okay, need to mug, need to mug. FOKUSSSSSSSSSS!

Labels: Accident, Arts Camp, Movie, Mugging, Random Hanging Out

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