Day 70 (Sun)

woke up to find myself in a hotel known as Days Inn...1st thing pinched myself real hard to see whether i am still alive...still can't believe i had survived through the accident with bare injuries...wearing the hospital gown really makes me gao wei all over...juz can't wait to change out of it and leave this godforsaken place for good...but the distress is still not over...we are still stuck in an unknown place (only know is near Newark and still 3 hours drive away from sunny wildwood) with limited funds and no mode of transport to get back...and we have 2 patients onboard...one trauma patient and the other neck injury patient...

had a damn solid breakfast though and it eased my nerves a little...refused to walk ard in my hospital gown so asked ken and JK to bring up my breakfast...finished 4 muffins...2 cherry pies, 1 bowl of cereals, 1 apple, 1 cup of orange juice and 1 cup of apple juice...i am obviously hungry after 2 days of poor and inadequate meals and the accident had obviously not knocked my appetite over...

after breakfast we discussed how to get back to wildwood...we tried calling back morey's pier recruiting office last nite and melissa the recruiting officer refused to send anybody down to fetch us...and before she hung up say call her again if there is ant emergency...FUCK YOU!! if this not emergency den wad is??? knn farkin bitch...later call her back den some answering machine answered and say she not ard...obviously avoiding our calls...we already explain to her how pathetic our plight is but she simply refuse to send anybody...really knn...it's only CIEE who have been helping us the whole time since the accident...andie from CIEE was the one coordinating everything...and it was she who paid the motel bills using her personal credit card also...

andie promised to call us at 10.30am juz before we checkout and sure she did...gave us 2 options: one to stay at the motel one more night and she can send somebody down to fetch us tml since it's sunday today...number 2 we will have to share a cab to wilmington bus terminal which will cost like 25-30 bucks...den from there take greyhound to philadephia andden transfer to atlantic city andden from atlantic city take our familiar 552 back...she will help us book the greyhound bus tickets if we go for option 2...the whole journey is expected to take 5 hours taking into consideration bus transfers...

we decided to go for option 2 but first i need to change out of my hospital gown...i can't be travelling like this all day right...and we have to get back our stuff from the car boot too...the key was stuck yesterday and mine and ken's laptop are still inside together with JK's bag with his passport inside...so again Andie (really cannot thank her enough) booked the cab...and we left at ard 11.30am...enroute we will go over to the towing company and fetch our stuff and see the shape of the car for the 1st time since the accident...andden drop by a mall to fetch some shorts for me...since i can wear the shirts i bought at DC...

so off we went to see the wrecked car and what greeted us was gusts of disbelief...that everyone has walked out of this relatively unscathed...especially the one sitting on the front passenger me...which is me...

i dunno to call myself suay or lucky after seeing this shit

the bonnet - severely dented as we banged into a tree

the view from the inside - don't worry guys...i am perfectly alright and still able to walk normally after all this mess

the shattered windscreen

the back right side where JK bore the brunt...he's alright too with a slight stiff neck

inspecting the car and taking some pics for the memories

trying to hunt for the HK20 fake harley shades which i bought 2 years ago...but to no avail...the only material possession i lost

anyone wanna buy 4D?? can help me buy 0051 10big 10small...sat sun...system24...

bought this pair of basketball berms at a local Kmart to protect my modesty...no underwear and i am juz wearing a one piece ku liang looking gown that might drop off anytime

and this pair of US$9 shades in the process...main thing muz still look seh...i miss my harley

went straight back to the cab after a quick shopping at the kmart and head straight to the bus terminal for the 1.15pm bus...in the end the cab fare turns out to be 60bucks and each person has to pay 10bucks for it...no choice juz can't wait to get back to wildwood asap...lucky everything still intact except for my shirt, jeans and undies and my shades not forgetting...the bus came but it was full so had to wait...in the end reached Phili abt 3 plus and the bus waiting is seriously pissing again...worse the air con was not working for the entire trip...and we were all sweating like pigs...finally got to AC at ard 6...decided to stopover for an hour of shopping before heading over to the buffet where me and ken had last wk before heading back to wildwood...

wanted to buy back my brown shirt but i pandan...this shirt caught my eye instead

bought this pair of jeans for 5.99 from aeropostale!! to recoup my loss at the same time...i love vintage jeans!!

an angel from heavens was really sent to help us thru this terrible ordeal...posing with this angel at atlantic city

a celebration of life during buffet at AC

happily munching away..3 days of shock, fear, exhaustion and hunger coming to an end...as they say...all's well ends well

finally reached back at wildwood ard 11pm...stopped over at Wawa to draw some money to settle the car rental issues...lucky all the medical bills and car damage bills settle by insurance from the CIEE and the car rental company respectively...though FX has to pay 45bucks for careless driving...really got away scott free that bugger...saw Evita and co at Wawa and they were all elated to see us...apparently word had spread among all the singapore students that we had an accident and they were all juz worried for us...ken had called the waterpark to tell them about our accident as we were scheduled to work today...and it seems from there spred to the lifeguards andden to the singapore students...

we walked back to the Mag and were immediately ambushed by the rest...almost have to repeat my story 5, 6 times to everyone and at one time almost 20 over people surrounded us...felt like a superstar...haha...but from all their worried looks can tell they were all concerned about us...really feel bad making them worried...thanks to all of u...too many to name...but will like to esp thank naf and eric our dear 2 apartment mates...they really went thru a tough time for and we could not contact them at all...overheard naf broke down and even wanna come look for us at Newark...thks lots buddies...

went to make phone call to tell Pa aft everyone started dispersing...decided to make the extra distance to outside the laundry shop to have that extra private moment...told Pa the full details of the accident and i broke down finally...after telling him what happen and almost not being able to hear his voice again...i juz wept incontrollably at the phone booth..the past 3 days were really hell...came that close to losing my family and i muz admit i am quite a private person by nature...not revealing my emotions easily and the whole episode juz got me...i experienced the feeling of what is near death...and when i hear's Pa voice...i juz wept...pardon me for sounding like a wuse...he scolded me for not heeding his advice and i told him not to tell mum at all costs knowing my mum will go berserk and will even row a sampan across the Pacific to get me home if she has to...i miss my family so much after this whole accident...juz can't wait to hug them at changi again...

went back took a shower and head off to bed...nothing beats ur home bed...even a temporary one...juz glad the whole episode coming to an end...