my hand-me-down car seemed like fighting its last stage of cancer. those three trips to the maintenance centre didn't really help. dad's reckoning it was shuuhei's 2008 crash showing its effects. i thought a mazda sedan would be sexy for me though dad thought otherwise. 'why?' he asked over dinner last night and i lied (e.g. i don't need the space; easier to maneuver a smaller car around blah, blah) but he didn't buy. he egged on getting a new suv. of the same model. the chinese in me sighed 'aiyo'.
btw, oli's eta next week. whoopers.
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