The Power of Knowledge.

My dad used to say that knowledge is so important. He still says it...but it means so much more to me now than 10 years ago. There is so much for me to be thankful in life.

Today, i had met with an accident. My first. Eversince a year ago, a wasn't near to hit or being hit by other cars. I guess i jinkxed it a few weeks back. I was half way through at a cross road when a white proton saga crashed into the left side of my mom's Rio. It took me about 5-6 seconds to realised that i had met an accident. I was on my way to pick Fudge up from her place for a drink at our usual spot, the Mamak. By right, the white car should've stopped at the juction. Clearly it had the No Entry sign put up there, and there was a thick line drawn on the road. What to do? I had to deal with a middle aged Chinese woman who was pretty damn sure that it was her fault. I got out of the car immediately and asked "Ma'am are you okay?" and all i got was, "I'm tired...I'm Tired" At that particular momet, i felt sorry for her...She prolly had a tough day and that was why she was do distracted on the road. But after a while, her arrogance and ego started kicking in.

She had blamed me subtlely...."Oh, you got P licence, you see...." So?! JUST because i have a P licence does that mean I HAVE to cause an accident? Why would i put myself in danger and inconvenience? Oh boy. Talk about Bodoh-ness. Then she called her brother, and boy was he rude. I was trying my best to keep calm, and think...you know...the task that you do which involves the organ in your skull? Yeah. But this woman was really annoying and she told us not to shout and nag, or fight, but she was the one who did all that! But, yeah...we have our limits, right? So my dad told her to shut up. HAH.

The Sargeant Meor from the Subang Jaya Police Station just gave me a ring...He confirmed that the woman was at fault. He had asked me whether were the other party making a lot of noise about it....i was like, hell yeah. I told him that, well, yes, and the brother was very rude. And so he told me that, they had insisted that it was my fault instead for stopping in the middle of the road....NO WAY! I SO did not. The workshop people had the same oppinion about whose fault it was...Oh well. My point is here, they're just not applying the knowledge that they have to handle this situation. I mean...they have egos as higher than mount everest, thats why they are not able to handle a tricky situation like this logically. Even their defense statements are not strong. In other words, contradicting the evidences. Duh. Tak tgk CSI ke?

My point is here, i am so thankful that god had shown me that there are many things i should be thankful for. The experience of handling a car crash while my parents are still here to stand with me...For being able to experience and observe how people react to spontaneous events (it sharpens your communication skills, like PR and shit)... By being knowledgable, you are able to fight your opposing party with really helpful string, hard facts. That way, there's no way for your opponent to win the case. And last but not least...to be alive. The crash was pretty bad, lah..i mean..the proton was going real fast lah...the dent is so bad, that you can't open the door on the passenger's side. If someone was in that seat, i think it would've been much more complicated.

I am also glad that i have parents who were able to keep their cool even someone had crashed into their car...wow. I will never underestimate them ever again. They are, my heros. <3