Everything's Gone!

I was awaken by a call this morning. The night before there's this girl who e-mailed me about my car. I told she could see the car tomorrow and therefore the call. At first I was not expecting a sale of the car as I had so many close encounters of selling the car. Actually it was two person one which was too picky about the fact that a 9 year old car doesn't look brand new and costs only 5000USD. The other one was some Indonesian student who told me to hold on to the car till he finish his finals only to delay it by saying he wants his friend to check the car. He or the friend never showed up and calling him a couple of times he refused to pick up his phone and never called back after leaving him a voicemail asking him whether he wants the car or not. You see this is why sometimes I hate Asians, no offence really.
But this time was different. Not only that it was the only girl who was interested in the car but this sweet looking girl with sky blue eyes showed up with her whole family. As I was only awake for about 5 minutes I was dazed and just stoned while letting the family have a look at the car. She told me then that she'll be applying for a loan to get the car and then left. I thought an application of the loan would take a few days but I was surprised that at the end of the day the title was handed over and the check cashed in.
Sigh, so now I'm left with no car which is a big thing for me as taking away my car is akin to throwing me in jail. As though it couldn't get any worse, my phone line is officially dead as I disconnected it a tad bit too early before heading back to Malaysia. So I've lost my communication and my transportation, although i'm like 5k richer.
Oh and that brings me to the fact that I'm going back to Malaysia. The time has finally come. Me and my friend booked our ticket a few days earlier and we were staring at each other coming to the realization that we would have to go back to the oppressed, surpressed, racialistic, analistic, chaotic and smelly little country. We fought for like eternity on asking who should go buy the ticket first. In the end we both took our laptops and book it together with sombre silence.
Ok I know I'm like over reacting to this and stuff, but I can so imagine being helpless in Malaysia. For one I used to do everything online; banking, information, finding stuff and so on. Another thing would be that I couldn't just key in an address and let the wonders of the GPS do the work for me. I know there is a Malaysian map but it's pretty inaccurate and stuff. Sigh, I guess coming back to third world country from a develop country takes some getting used to.