Uncharted Territory!

Poetry has always been my weakest point. I never really mastered it but I've dabbled with it from time to time. But I haven't touched the stuff in a significant amount of time just because I'm just no good at it. Recently, I'm giving poetry another chance. It's a refreshing change from prose! I really need to read up on how to write proper poetry! Lol. I always shyed away from poetry classes in university, only now I do I realize I should've taken some for fun! So, forgive me for this poem.

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A soft breeze comes this way,
Caresses my face with a gentle sway.
The dark sky above calls forth my name,
Away from the hassles of Life’s tricky game.
Starless black and shadows play,
Away from the glaring light of day.
I sit and wonder of what is to come,
As mysterious Fate slyly taps her drum,
To an ever-changing beat I know not,
I stumble and fall in clumsy thought.

Within the sublte breeze of night,
I anxiously think of my lonely plight.
In agony and joy,
Fate sets up her ploy.
All I can do is sit and wonder,
And think of my next spectacular blunder.
In the still of the shadows,
I can only wait to see what follows…

A World of Crazy Drivers.

What the fuck is wrong with the drivers here? My one pet peeve that really gets under my skin is what I like to call, "floating" drivers. They float in and out of the lane. It's a common phenomenon. You'd think there's a reason for this; driver's on the phone or preoccupied talking with a fellow passenger that he or she strays from the lane. NO! When I overtake these people, they have no apparent distraction. They have both eyes on the road and are calmly driving but not in their designated lane. This is with painted lines on the road. Everytime I encounter a repaved road minus the lines, havoc occurs. Cars aren't in a visible line, they're just everywhere! At first I found it amusing. When my friend came to visit me from Seattle, we had a good laugh when we drove on a repaved road--what used to be three lanes became five and a half.

My second pet peeve, impatient drivers. For example, the road is completely deserted. Just me and some driver behind me. There's a left turn. The driver behind me overtakes me and then turns left. What the fuck is that? Not like I'm going really slow. Couldn't the driver turn left without overtaking me? It's not like he or she would lose time by driving behind me and then turning left. I wasn't even turning left and I wasn't even in the left turn lane! Oy.

The phenomenon of double parking is so common over here, people don't even think twice before doing it. I have to say, I never double parked in my life until I came here. But at times, I don't blame the people who double park because there's the issue of limited parking. I admit, I double park but I stay IN the car, so if someone needs to get out of their parking space, I can move. What gets on my nerves are those drivers that double park and leave their car without supervision. It so happened that I parked in a normal parking space and some idiot locked me in by double parking behind me. I honked and honked and honked and no one came to move their car. I was stuck in that spot for thirty minutes before the owner of the vehicle slowly sauntered to his vehicle and moved.

I could go on and on and on about this. Everytime I get in the car I start swearing at some driver. Although I've attained more patience for idiot drivers, it's still frustrating. It all boils down to one attribute that Malaysian's don't seem to have--consideration for others. It's very rare for someone to give way, you really have to wedge yourself in to get people to let you in.

First world infrastructure, third world mentality.