I get letters sometimes, when I was young but not anymore now, because of my increasing numbers, because of the lines on my face, because of technology, nobody would pick up a pen and paper to write, and also because guys are no longer that sweet to write anymore. Please Mr Postman.. (let the old lady brag a bit-lah)
I have expressed my wish to turn right; to the extend that I actually conquered the opposite lane, but my wish was being ignored. A wise man once said: if you can drive in Penang, you are the best driver in the world.