Spiders. Cars.

I thought I'd blog about something quite close to our hearts.
Cars. Driving. Parents.

What a lethal combination.
I have yet to pass my parent's driving test. i.e, I'm not allowed to take the car out on my own. I'm not complaining, well ok so I am, but they are genuinely worried about my safety. But how would one ever learn if one never tries? So I suppose one day I'll miraculously be able to navigate the crowded and congested streets of Orchard Rd without getting bashed in.

I reckon my parents should set up one of those lesson by lesson objectives like what they have during driving school. And I'l get a chop each time I satisfactorily complete a section. Depending on their "feeeling" about my driving skills isn't tangible enough assurance on my progress.

I think whats most terrible, are those of you who have parents that are absolute kancheong* spiders. If you wonder where my kancheong-ness comes from. Now you do. It is not helpful for someone to be yelling directions aloud, and multiple times. Nor is it useful to have them constantly nagging to use the horn and brake and beep lights, and also helping you curse other drivers along the way.

Where does grace come in? Sigh.

For now, ez-link is my good friend.

[i've got a feeling i'd get a combination of mocking and sympathetic comments. but hey what else is new.]
*kancheong is singlish for uptight, highstrung, panicky, or for your parents; just a crude way of being concerned.