I'm writing this first thing I stepped into the office. I've bottled my trauma and anger for forteen mrt stops and a seven minutes walk. I fatefully met a friend of mine at City Hall, in which I released some of my inner energy (in fast jibberish words). A little of the anger and trauma has then dissolved, and my following recount might not capture
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*Hug*
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Gosh, that must have been traumatising. But, practice makes perfect lol!
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but how come when i drove my dad's car into a taxi, that Gallant's front cover got dented, looked like a crater to me, while all that the taxi suffered was a pushed-up bumper and a cracked cover for the lights on the right side...
well...
good thing the driver offered to settle it without going to insurance company... else my dad woulda killed me.
-Bing
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