Narrow escape from the clutches of death.
My mum was driving us home from One degree fifteen,
[a club in sentosa]
when she got distracted by this wire dangling.
So, she decides to pick it up.
I didn't know what happened but the car went outta control for
a moment there.
We almost hit onto the side with the flowery thingys
[around east coast]
on the highway.
I din't know what i was doing but i wasn't scared at all.
I just sat there and thought,
"What would happen if we hit onto the flowery-thingys" .
What is wrong with me?!
Maybe if we met in that accident everything would be over for me
so that i don't have to think so much in those sleepless nights
again.
HUH?!
What the hell is wrong with me?!!
Why am I thinking like that.
Ended up TEARING. [again]
idk why. I'm such a wierdo.