Bang!

BANG!

There was a loud noise outside my house this morning, during the wee hours. As usual, i was still sleeping very soundly on my cosy bed without knowing what has happened. For those of u who didn't know me that well, i can sleep like a pig. Seriously. Once my mom warned me that it is not a good thing for me, cos i might be burnt to death if there is any fire in my house... O_o

Just now, my aunt told me about the accident when i saw a truck and an averagely wrecked car in front of my house. Apparently, there is this Malay guy, either he was superb sleepy or superb drunk, lost control of his car after turning down the slope, and knocked my fence.

The beautifully planted trees were uprooted from the ground, the side borders by the road were knocked out of place, the drain was filled with unwanted soil from the ground, and the front of my house was filled with shattered glasses from the car.

Oh my god. What a mess!


Uprooted trees.


The accident site.


A truck lifting the damaged car.


Look at the trail of the wheels on the ground, right in front of my house.

This is the second time my house was being knocked by drunken/sleepy drivers. The first time was even worse, cos the gate fell down and we were left unsecured for days. I guess living at a corner house at the cross road aint so good after all. Some Chinese believe that it is not a good idea staying at the crossroad, that kinda place is normally "spirited". Accidents-prone area, as a matter of fact. -_-"

Oh well, we have stayed there for the past 3 decades and counting. I guess we are already used to it.

Shit. Gotta go.. have to rush to the banks now. Note the word "banks", i am officially the bank girl for my family.