Yet another outdated post of mine. This happened last friday (look up above at the date) and I'm posting it today, Friday. I am getting lazier and lazier day by day. Why did I name my title in such way? Well, let's just say.......IT'S BLOODY BAD LUCK LA! The other day I got followed by this indian school boy and now.......I hit an indian man!!! Haiyoo....why so dark wan??
My friday class starts at 2pm. Can sleep more and no need to rush to college that early in the morning. I hate driving out in the afternoon. There were more cars, jamming their way here and there. The road I used to go is lined with cars and I can hardly have a chance to crossover. So, grandpa asked to take another route. I turned left out from my house road, go straight, I was confused of what turning my grandparents were saying. They wanted me to U-turn from one of the housing road to the main road. I was about to pass the housing road until grandpa pointed out it's that housing road. I put left indication and turn my stering. As I made my turning, a motorbike came from the left and hit the left side mirror and fell down. I was careless. I didn't look at the mirror before turning. I was so shocked.I quickly got down from the car to check if the man is alright. What made matters worst the driver is an indian -_-. A few people came and help out. I insisted to take him to the clinic or hospital. He was ok still able to ride the motorbike. I was practically late for class. I didn't want things to be worst. I led him to the 24 hours clinic near my house. Called Howe to informed that I'll be late for class. Grandparents were saying just give him some money then go to college. They didnt even want to pay coz saying it's his fault coming fast from the left, scratched the car and made the side mirror came off (the wire is hanging it). They wanted to report him. He got pissed off and want to report. I said there's no need for it since it's both our fault. Why want to make it so serious? He said he doesn't just want us to give money. He just wants us to pay his medical fees. Ok fine, I accompanied him to the clinic which I shouldn't have gone to.
The service sucks. The doctor and nurse was busy chatting. They were taking their sweet time. His right arm and leg was aching. The doctor suggested to check with x-ray to see any broken bone or something. Logically, if his bone is broke, he wouldn't be able to ride the bike after the accident. Grandma paid the RM70 medical fees. I told him after you went for checkup give me a call and bring along your receipt and I shall pay it back to you.
Grandpa took off the dangling side mirror. Later then, I headed to college. Grandpa drove the car instead of me. I was 1 hour late for class. My first time late for this semester. I have a good reason for that. During class, the indian man smsed saying he's going for another clinic than having his checkup at Assunta Hospital because it's expensive there. I told dad and mum the accident. They asked me to ignore him. If he calls, pass the phone to dad. At night, he called my phone few times with his house number. I didn't want to pick up. Until, he called using his handphone but I wasn't in my room. He smsed asking me to call him back. And so, I called him asked what is the matter. He replied I dun need to pay his medical fees. He thanked me for taking him to the clinic. Most people dun bother taking them to hospital or clinic. He asked about the car, if Iwant to claim insurance I have to make a police report and so does he. There's no need for it. He even insisted to pay back the RM70 medical fees. Nvm just forget the whole thing. Finally, the issue settled. He's not that bad. I'm pretty lucky I met an kind indian man. This accident really brings down my confident in driving. Dun really want to drive after this but no choice. For the sake of grandparents, I shall drive CAREFULLY.......