It's my second day of being chaffeur-driven to work. I am amazed that I did not have intense fear when I was involved in the accident. I was just shocked. I now realise that being driven by Kuala Lumpur's 'F1 drivers on the road' create more fear and fright in me than the accident :P Well, I guess I have to get used to it until ma voiture is returned to me.

I miss cruising in my car blasting Tiesto's mix of (Delirium Feat. Sarah Mclachlan) Silence. Ok, sometimes when I get too frustrated in the traffic jam and not in the mood, I blast Imee Ooi's The Great Compassionate Mantra too :D

Hmm... I thought 'surviving' during the accident coming out unhurt is key. Well, I was wrong! After that, one has to 'survive' through the insurance claiming process, faxing documents, calling this person and that person, going to the insurance HQ, and NOT having a car throughout that process too :P

The Ultimate question is (I know G will love this) : Do I really need a car??!! :P