This one week of school holidays is really good. Can wake up slightly later and sleep much later. Tied down with deadlines. Sis going to Singapore in a few hours time and the other sis busy with applications that will determine her future career.

Today I learn what it meant to be in the fast lane and one thing for sure I don't think I really like it. Nearly puke. On a normal road with so many cars 200mph is certainly not a joke. Guess this is where prayer comes in. Needless to say He watches over His children and that is why I am alive to tell the story.

I thank God that there were many cars on the road that help to reduce the speed. It made me think about my life. How sometimes HE puts little obstacles on the road so that I wouldn't speed through like a mad hatter and actually take the time to take life a little slower. I realised how when there was free way you can just speed through without having the breaks in life which of course when you meet in an accident would cause more damage due to the impact and how having those small little "so called annoying disturbance" help to keep us safe.

Well now I can proudly say I have sat in a car that drifts and drives way above the speed limit. Ok I guess proudly has been wrongly used. But has certainly entered my books of one of a kind experience.