Hurt. Frustrated. Sick. Doomed. Angry. All these feelings happen to me each micro-second. Me, being vulnerable these past few weeks waiting for a thing that might enlighten my ego or can be something that might help me back to my hometown!! It’s a thing called a car. Touche! Don’t you hate waiting?? It’s suck, huh? I trade in my family’s car, which is 1993 Proton Iswara to buy Satria Neo and that’s happened 4 weeks ago. A week before I gave up my car, my bank loan had been approved. Before the loan approved, my future car was already there. It’s no one car. Nobody. Just waiting for someone to have it. Because of someone stupidity, which “procrastination” is always be their number one motto, I still didn’t get my car until today. People ask the same question everyday. They wondered and I always give them the same lame answer everyday. I call and sms-es thousand times a day the person who in charge about the car and she always gives me the same freaking stupid answer. One thing for sure, she knows how to create a false hopes and fake excuses. So, I just wait everyday, perhaps she would call and bring me good news. I have no angry anymore because the angry times had past. Just wait..alone..and i remember a qoute from a movie Titanic. It sound like “..waiting to die, waiting to live, waiting for an absolution, that would never come…”.Hmmmm.Is it related??
I can’t wait to be in that car..seriously..