Driving is extremely tiring... and hazardous... yet liberating (going on expressways) and makes me feel in control.

Heh.. have been behind the wheel a lot the last couple of days since my dad fractured his wrist last week and was put in a cast. Thus, I've become the chauffeur, driving ppl here and there.

In the past, I only drive my brother back to camp on occassional weekends. IN the last couple of days, I
1) Drove to Balestier to buy veggies for reunion steamboat.
2) Drove to Ulu Pandan (yes Fran... I actually passed ur place!) twice, once ot pick up something for my Mum's friend and another time to pick up her phone which she left behind.
3) Went to somewhere near Queenstown to pick up sth
4) Went to Chinatown
5) Woke up at 7am to drive my brother back to camp early this morning (yeah.. on 年初一). It was ALL the way to the jetty at Pasir Ris...

Heh... and not without incidents lor. On Friday night, I backed into a car when I tried parking at the void deck of my uncle's place where we went for reunion dinner. Sigh.. didn't realise there was a car behind me. and I tried to reverse into a lot. Smart right? But was quite miffed with the lady. She actually ASKED ME... 'You SURE YOU GOT LICENSE?' (Argh!!! *smokes coming out from my ears*) It was an unintentional mistake lor...

Then today... got horned at. Cause there was a lousy car from the oncoming lane which was turning right, yet jutted into my lane. So of course I had to go around it. So some car behind me had to brake and stuff so that it won't hit me. Sigh...

practice makes perfect. At least my vertical parking is not that bad. But driving can be quite stressful... and ironically, fun. I think I sound quite sadistic. Fun when I feel stressed. But haven't driven alone before. Hahaha... always got ppl in the car one.

Anyway, my stint as a driver makes my appreciate my Dad even more. All the driving up and down and without complaints.