What is it with cars? Is it a male appendage? Yes. Is it a compensation for what they are completely lacking in the south park area? Maybe. Is it something they can live without? For some lah.

And do women drive badly in it? Yes. 

I'm a woman. And I have to admit, I'm a bad driver. I mean I know how to drive, I beat all the men including a professional race car driver in a race against time, and with precision thrown in for good measure. 

But on normal roads, I'm a bad driver.

Besides how I behave on the roads, its also got to do with how I behave in the car.

My mom got out of the car once and my sister said, 'What's the matter? Headache?' 

'No' says my mom. 'Just got out of the car with your sister....'

What happens in the car with me? 

I turn into the screeching banshee of Upper Bukit Timah that people thought was just a myth. 

I think I seriously have a double personality. It doesn't take much for the Jekyll and Hyde effect to take place. The moment I get into the car, its like an invisible chemical that lies in wait and patiently sits back until an idiot cuts in front of me or JUST goes too .......slooow. 

What happens? First, that above-mentioned idiot causes something dangerous to happen to me and I'm ready to explode like a hydrant that's been peed on one to many times. That's DEFCON 2. Yup from 5 to 2....there is no in betweeeeen....!

Then, the one thing that feels like a shove at the back of the head, kick in the shin, stepping on your nuts (for the benefit of our male readers),

somebody Honks at Me!!!!!

And out comes the banshee, wailing just enough to maybe make the driver in the next car look around and wonder where that came from. 

In any case, I think the crazed mime in the car next to him (me) is probably indication enough of where it came from.

I mean, he Honked at me!!! I was probably my fault......but he HONKED at ME!

I think its a repressed nature. 

Or the real reason. Everyone else is stupid on the roads. Everyone, I tell you.

Sigh. I'm fine, I'm fine..... (twitch twitch)......

It was a whole truck and 1 more pallet. Bee hoon, canned food, rice, sauce, noodles, a lot of stuff. Thank you Singapore :)

Check the truck we filled. 

Was putting together the thank you notes for all our contributors for One (S)'s events - its been quite a weekend.

Food Xervices did a warehouse sale and pretty much footed the bill for the entire day - staff overtime on a holiday, their time and sweat (it was a hot day too!) and we had an incredible Stand Up moment on their warehouse platform. So cool. I was a bit touched but didn't want to cry. I'm trying not to be too emotional, damn it!!!!

A Virgin No More - Virgin Blogger that is....

OOOOH! I've just created a blog! My own blog! I'm a blog virgin NO MORE!

So.....now what? 

Oh yeah tell everyone what i think about everything in life in general, i hear other bloggers say? 

A little narcissistic and egotistical, don't ya think? Well, of course.

Problem is, the brain is a little echo-ey....'ding......ding..ding..' Its like doing homework with the tv on...nothing is happening with the brain....then again that happens without the tv on too....

Ok so I've created a blog site. V's Blog. So, first, my apologies, to anyone or anything(yes, every inanimate object is like a living thing; its true I tell you!!) that I may offend in the ensuing blog entries. 

And should I really be apologizing? 

Yes cos I'm one of those suckers that tries to please Every-bloody-body.

No! No pleasing anyone! No more! Stop it! (Slap myself, slap myself)

Except when of course its something that I could be imprisoned for, or held accountable for, like drug use, pornography, stealing, bad bad words that my parents said never to use, or the general lack of respect for life. Yes these are the instances where I say, I'm a good girl and I've never seen that man before in my life!

Ok, so cheers to a new blog life. Let's hope I don't blog completely drunk one day.

Or maybe I should. 

And maybe you should've been drunk while reading this. It might have made this entry a bit more interesting, at least. 

Love, Vernetta