Psycho Drivers

Malaysian drivers can be such a pain in the ass! Car indicators are almost non existent in their vocabulary. Some morning are so beautiful, but some kiasu drivers or just because they are having a bad mood, they pissed others off with their horrible driving. Hello? Get a life.

This week, the planetary influences above must have gone wrong causing such crazy vibes, especially among motorcyclist. They really look like drunken flies on the road. Sometimes, cars try their best to make way for you or not to knock you down by your GT sport kinda stunts you do on the road. However, advantage are being taken by being the king of the road. You zoom in and out of the lanes, drive off lanes where you are not suppose to be on. Make U-turns at the most awkward side of the road. And the best part is, honk at drivers to make way for you.

Well, those are the motorcyclist. Let's talk about car drivers, especially those with four wheels. Just because your vehicle is big, I know we can see you. BUT we still cannot read whether you need to change lane. So aunty uncle sis bro sekalian. Please use the indicator. And also stop being kiasu, when someone place an indicator to come out, stop speeding up and be such an ass. Have some courtesy to allow drivers to cut lane if they have put the indicator lights. Or else you will start training more idiots to not put on the indicator because every time they do that, no drivers allowed them to cut in. And next, QUEUE up. Stop cutting line. Teachers or parents did not teach is it?! Forgive my manglish.

Next, it is the lorry and the bus. Just because you are the giants of the roads and I know you know that others are afraid of you. This doesnt mean you can come out of the lane by putting a one second indicator light alert. It means, flash signal and turn out straight without checking if there is a car beside you or coming on. That's why there are so many accidents on the highway. People going at 110km/j on the road wont be able to jam break in time for you!

Sigh...Well, the highlight of the story is my friend:

She was at the toll, cutting into the lane to pay toll, the driver A from the back refused to give way. However, the whole area is rather jam up, if my friend does not move first, driver A would still not able to go through. So, finally, my friend manage to get into the line and suddenly she heard a loud thump on the roof of her car. A metal piece bounced off and knocked the in front. She saw from the front mirror of the hand of the culprit sliding back into the car. Driver A got so kiasu and mad that he threw an object at my friend's car. She was so angry and got out of the car. The Driver A has change course to another lane. I admire my friend's bravery. She went and knocked at the mirror but the driver ignored and shoo-ed her away. She went right in front and he was just looking else where. She got more furious and went beside his mirror and knocked again at the mirror. Still ignoring her, she just swears and raised a finger at him.

Check out how dangerous it is to drive in KL sometimes. You are more likely to die of a heart attack first than an accident, with such drivers on the road that are out to piss you off.

Well, not everybody is an asshole on the road. They are some very polite and courteous driver still existing. So, no offence. Just your luck and I wish you all the patience for all KL drivers!

Clementine

All my years from childhood until adult, The children song Clementine has never came across as such a tragic story. I have just tormented the day of the 7 year old classes today after explaining the story of the Clementine song. There was a moment of silent and all eyes were looking at me. I laughed a bit and changed the topic to clear off the solemn mist.

The only line that most people will know best is 'Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine, You are lost and gone forever, something something... Clementine. Mostly partial memory.

Melodically it sounded sweet but lyrically speaks of a tragic story. It even describe how poor clementine is gasping for air underwater.

In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner,
And his darling Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

chorus **

Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev'ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

chorus**

Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.

Well, luckily these few verses only stopped there in that music sheet. I have found another more version online for scouts/children which continues the tragic story (as below)

Then the miner, forty-niner
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's with his Clementine

Chorus**

There's a churchyard on the hillside
Where the flowers grow and twine
There grow roses, mongst the posies
Fertilized by Clementine

Chorus **

In my dreams she still doth haunt me
Robed in garments soaked in brine
Though in life I used to hug her
Now she's dead, I draw the line

Now you kids [or Scouts] may learn the moral
Of this little tale of mine,
Artifical respiration
Would have saved my Clementine

Hahaha, first the father commit suicide, then flower beds fertilized by Clementine body, then the ghostly appearance of Clementine. My my.... @,@''' *sweats*

That's the highlight of the day :) The moral of the story is, read the lyrics of your lesson first before teaching, even if the genre is children song. It could be more tragic than your regular pop song. LOL!