Counting up the days i'm alive

I'm now counting the number of days I survive. Will i make it till christmas? It's funny that verma keeps saying that it's safe in delhi, when every minute i feel that i'm going to die on the road. The people here drive without their wing mirrors becos they drive so closely to one another that the mirrors are an obstruction. And it's also normal to drive against the traffic, especially since there is no traffic light. Plus the labour strike along the way... OMG.

On monday, i went to JB with dehua n peiqi. Ate not very nice food for lunch, watched gridiron gang n pumped the subsidised petrol. Then rushed back to singapore to attend my god-brother's wedding dinner. Then tuesday n wednesday were spent running several errands before my flight to delhi. Why am i always so busy??