Spit it out baby, spit it out!


As usual, I was heading my way to the 8 am class. Nothing interesting apart from the quarter-massive jam along the Federal Hi-way. It�s 7 something, so I still consider the traffic flow tolerable� in some sort of ways. In the middle of the slow moving vehicles, on my right lane to be specific, I spotted a small Subaru van with 6 workers cramped inside. Just imagine; a SMALL van with 6 adults, EXCLUDING the driver and the �co-pilot�. Pretty amazing and kesian in a way. How about being in a Kancil with another 4 on the backseat? Been there, done that. Imagine squeezing and adjusting yourself along the way from UM to KJ. That was during those days, when we relied ONLY on a car to bring us to places. (Teringat mase time ko aje yang ade keta Ida) Now, you can choose between 4 Kancils and a Kelisa. Semua dah jadik anak orang kaya� ;)

Anyways, on my way, I caught a driver spitting �only-god-know-how-likat-it-was�. That was gross! He was like �khaaark�. ptui!�. (I didn�t hear the sound but it was something like that lah�). Does that occur only in our beloved Malaysia? Singapore is totally out of the list! Even a chewing gum can tear a hole on your pocket. Is it possible to implement the same thing? Right over here? Dream on!

Hah! Another activity Malaysian drivers find pleasurable�picking their bloody nose like nobody�s business while waiting for the light to hit green� using the pinky, which is geared up with long nail; to make it easier for the �pengorek bijih� to reach for �the one� buried deep down. This particular past time is not only popular among the lorry drivers and the ikan seller; you can also see it from some Merc and Volvo owners. Sad but true. ;)