Nerve-wrecked....

just came back from a visit to a doctor.. waited for 2.5 hours before my turn!! thot that was bad... til.... i took a cab home...

the driver... lets just put it tis way... i tink i can drive better than he!! he was just driving very unsteadily.. simply put, not in a straight line... the entire journey was a torture. initially i gave him the benefit of the doubt.. tinking that he's an older man trying to make a living... he cldn't be drunk cos he did not stank of alcohol.. but after sometime he started to talk.. and i just cldn't make out wat he was trying to say... finally the only thing i cld discern from his unclear pronounciation is the mandirin of 'the motor(biker) in front is a ghost'. i cld have fainted. i seriously dunno wat that guy was up to... the entire ride.. was like... I WANNA GO HOME SOON!!! but he was not fast.. and just.. going left rite left rite....

in the cab, i knew i'd be safe because my seat belt was buckled (rarely! lol). no... more because i knew God is with me and is taking care of me. just need to .... reach home soon... it was only until i got off the cab den did i realize... my legs did go soft...

good gracious me.... i cld hv driven better...