Rescue Me.

According to half of the world, it was said that Indy was a good show.

You see, before this, my perception towards Indy was old fashion and boring.
Come today, I absolutely agreed that it was a pretty good one.

Indiana Jones.

Never thought I would watched it and it's all because of little sister who was dreading for it.

Quite an adventure, I'd say.

Later that day, my car decided to die on me.

I had to called my parents which was all the way back at the hometown, who rushed back and saved me : (((

And I, being the impatient one, waited for hours at Starbucks.

A few abangs was kind enough to offer their help.

Thank you very much, abang!

I really have no idea why the car died but I reckon it was my lights.. which wasn't at fault either.

Perhaps it's the batteries.

Whatever it was, my family came to the rescue.
Phew.

Then again, I had trouble with my parking ticket so I had to approach the receptionist and asked for further help where they drew me a tiny map which got me into a mini Amazing Race around the carpark *which reminded me of P2, the movie! God, it was soososososo freaky*

So, up and down the escalator I go.

I should probably hop onto the weighing scale and hope for a miracle :p