Stricken

Alright dudes and dudettes, my mind's about 80% made up to go to a far, faraway land for 6 months later this year. The only things stoppin me now are that I haven't asked the Lord yet and there are some events I'm gonna miss. Apart from that, everything is more or less ready.

Earlier this evening, I went back to my optician to make a pair of permanent contacts and guess what? For the first time, Moms agreed to let me drive myself there so low and behold...

the keys to freedom

a picture of the dashboard

The traffic was a little hectic in the evening with everyone driving so close to the car in front of 'em, it seemed impossible to switch lanes especially near the AMK MRT. When I arrived at the carpark, there was a car in front of me waiting for another driver to park her car. Right, it was a lady...actually she looked more like a girl,around my age. In fact, she's quite a good looking with her long ponytail. Don't ask me why, I just always got something for girls (well,not all that is) with ponytails...Anyway, sorry to digress, the driver in front of me was an old guy and he seemed quite impatient, always inching forward every few seconds. My uncle always says the ladies can't park for shit. I'm not a feminist and neither am I a MCP so I just sit on the fence. Are there any ladies out there who can prove him wrong? :)

Are there times when you feel...truly alive when you're doing something? Well, for me its driving..maybe racing school in the future will be a good idea?