Happy New Year!

WOOOO! BOOYAY! New Year's Day! Goodbye 2008, Hello 2009! All right!

Nah. Today, as in 1st January 2009, which was yesterday cos I'm posting it the following day, hence...yesterday, 1st January 2009 was the most insane day ever. Don't usually post my daily events, but today was special...In the sadistic, off-beat sense.

3...2...1...Happy New Year!

Not so much for me. I was at gibson.com learning thru their new online lessons. Honestly, Arlen Roth is amazing. That dude can play anything! Was watching, and learning from, him playing B.B. King licks. Sweet as ever...So, I picked up Pattie and played...till around 3 or 4ish. Hmm, I said to myself, a bit late. So i slept...ish.

Shrugged here and there on me bed and felt this strange vibration on my head. I couldn't have been shitfaced...you know, drunk. Cos, I don't drink. Then I realised it was my phone. Eight o'clock...I muttered and cursed under my breath. Not long later, I went back to sleep.

Beep-beep...Again? I picked up my mobile phone and half consciously read the screen. Scanned thru it, hardly. And then, my heart raced...The words 'Meetup', 'shooting (as in film), 'late' appeared. Shit. I had a film shoot and I was late. The thing starts at 9 and I was 2 hours late. Didn't help that the location was at the other side of the Island. So, I rushed to the bathroom, had a quick shower, brushed my teeth, put on some new clothes and then ran out of the door to the bus stop.

12pm. I was about 15 minutes away from the location. I called my friend and apologised. I also asked him which bus to take, cos I wasn't sure how to get there. He told and I...I should have been listening. So I jumped on a bus and was headed towards the right place. However, the bus suddenly turned to an unknown location...to me anyway. As I looked out the window, my mind was cursing. So I jumped off the bus and ran towards, what I thought was, the right direction. It was, until I saw fences. So, I ran back where I came from and ran around the fences. As I jogged, every once in a while, I would enter some void deck and wonder, thinking if this is the right place.

Finally, I reached the place. I was so relieved, tired, I couldn't say anything. I kept keeping to myself cos I was really that tired and kept reassuring everyone I was fine. Unfortunately, it rained. After a succession of shoots, it began to rain...heavily. So we packed up and decided to head home.

This is where it all got interesting. As my friends and I went our separate ways, I went to check if a particular bus headed somewhere near my house. Apparently, it didn't and I went off it. As I did, my bladder felt full and urged me to go to the toilet. So, I checked the back of the bus and ran across the street. Big Mistake.

As I ran, a car came onto me. I saw it and I jumped back...BANG! I was hit by an on-coming vehicle. Time slowed down before impact. You saw the situation slowly but your helpless to prevent it. All I did was jump back and it was enough for me to be unscathed. As I hit the side of the car, my ass hit the side mirror and broke it. My shoulder scraped the top of the car and then my bottom cushion the fall. I got up quickly and felt a slight scratch on my hand. Checked myself...no blood. Phew. I manage to pick myself quickly and go to the car to apologise. Funnily enough, I was so fast, that when I went to the car, the driver hadn't even had the chance to put the clutch down.

I was a wimp at this stage and started apologising like a determined flyer boy passing out flyers. I wanted this whole thing to go away and put it behind...I was fine, no injuries and most importantly...I had to go to the bathroom. Urgently. But it all happened really fast and my mind was like...You need to go to the toilet...NOW! The driver, poor dude...kept asking if I wanted to see the doctor. I kept refusing telling him, I'd rather pay for the broken mirror. In the end, all was fine...I think...I mean we all went home after that.

A weird thing was that, a friend said there was actually a police car present...How did they miss an idiot being hit by a car?