Concordantly so

While waiting at the bus stop outside my house, looking in the distance, I saw a sight.

A car was coming down the road. As it approached I was drawn to its oversized headlights, and my heart immediately sank, for I immediately knew what car that was.

This.

This has got to be one of the world's ugliest cars ever. It looks like an overgrown amateur's project in (poor) automotive design. It's bubbly, bobbly, disproportional and generally looks all wrong. This is the Chrysler Sebring, a misguided product which probably should never have been produced under the DaimlerChrysler partnership. It has indeed some under a lot of stick since the latest model's inception just based on styling alone. But since it's built already, no sense in ripping it apart. But I shall.

The headlights look all wrong. In fact, they bear exactly the same resemblance a less illustrious car: the Hyundai Avante (which actually is an Elantra, just renamed). They're out of shape in accordance with the rest of the car. Taut bodylines, check. Rising beltline, check. Sharp, eagle-eyed headlamps...uhh. The dimwits at Chrysler's Design Department probably had Mickey Mouse design it.

Chrysler, Chrysler, Chrysler.
You disappoint me greatly.

But fear not. Steering apart from bubble design, here's a car which has all the right angles and proportions.

This is the latest offering from Genera Motors' Holden division - the Holden Monaro VXR8, sold in the UK as a Vauxhall Monaro VXR8 and possibly in the US as a Pontiac G8. Looking at it dead on, it's positively frightening. Looks alone, it probably could devour your dinky little Toyota. It looks - in a word - mad. The bodykit has so many slots it'd make a mailbox look positively staid in comparison. And I swear it has teeth in that big gaping air dam. The one good thing is that it's got quad exhausts. If one appears in your rearview mirror (which won't happen because Singapore isn't importing it ever. Asses.) try not to flinch.


Subjective descriptions aside, the car offers no surprises as to what lies underneath it all. It's powered by GM's fourth-generation LS2 V8 with 5967cc of displacement, spitting out a rip-roaring 411bhp with 405lb ft of torque, funneled through a six-speed manual, through a limited slip differential and out the rear wheels. That's the previous-generation BMW M5's territory, but it didn't have a bodykit as insane as this.

I personally would love to drive this car. It looks mad, has the right power and is affordable, retailing in the UK for smidge over £35k. With that money, you get 19-inch alloys, a Blaupunkt stereo/infotainment system, leather seats and a great big honking rear wing. All that for the price of a BMW 3-series in the UK.

Sadly though, such a car will never make it here because it's just too impractical for our roads - and the fact that LTA loves to hate cars like these. Frugal, Singaporeans, frugal. In a country where budget motoring abounds, the VXR8 will make a big splash on the roads if it does come, but not before COE and insurance costs blast its price through the roof and remove all premise of an affordable, 4-door sports saloon and put off potential buyers.

Sigh.

Guess I'll make do with my 109bhp Toyota Vios. :(

Freaky (ok, not really) Friday

Driving theory lessons tonight, thank goodness I'm back on track! I've still yet to ask that question, dunno when I might get around to plucking up my courage and asking that. Shouldn't be difficult, I think :)

I'm still wondering why did I do what I did. Maybe it's for the better, as I'm learned some interesting new facts about this all. Just might be for my benefit.

Stick around, boy. Don't give up.

Oh well, interesting paragraphs coming up, do read on.

Note: the following entry has nothing to do with anyone whom I've talked to recently. So if you're a close classmate of mine, an old friend I've kept, an acquaintance I've recently met or my best friend Amy, you're safe.

I've been reading up and hearing several tidbits of information on my...counterparts, recently, and I do not like what I hear. It's obviously no business of mine to go poking my nose into affairs of others, but the Internet is a free place, isn't it? Works both ways for us all. A response is virtually mandatory if one's opinion is questioned, albeit in a veiled manner. So stick this.

Is that what you think we are? Sarcastic and childish? I daresay we have all the right to laugh in your face, which hitherto has obviously many a source of irritation for us, and will remain so.

You lay claim to the self-proclaimed belief that you have all the right to relinquish your duties to others so that - I quote - you can "spend more time with your ____". In truth, you are absolutely correct. But in this context, you are sadly mistaken, not mention deluded. Priorities have to be made, schedules redrawn, no doubt, but this isn't the way things should be done. YOU, have gotten your priorities all wrong. Even when told of the importance of at least your presence, you reply stolidly with a "yes", giving me faith in my heart. But what happens a week later? Something happened which is called Nothing. But this is all in the past, so I shall move on to more pertinent matters.

Desertion of a friend is the last thing we like, but who can blame them if you are such a cock? (Sorry, I ran out of adjectives there). I can't, ever since that last episode with your utter and blatant disregard for others. You have not caused annoyance as you have anger, but I reckon that's what many are feeling towards you right now. I'm being deliberately vague here, for if I were to spell everything out, you'd know. Not that I really care what you'd think of me if you knew it was you, but at least I'm trying to preserve your anonymity.

Vague descriptions aside, I'm really not surprised if you perceive this group of people as flippantly ignorant and uncaring. From where I sit (and I've sat here a long time), I've observed that you've mostly been a shallow person, obsessed with material things, looks and the like. How can people respect you if they realize - after awhile - that they're also not being respected by you? When people talk to you, they would like to have a modicum of respect, a measure of reassuredness that whatever they say may be taken seriously. Do you make people feel that way? Or have material things which are so omnipresent around you replaced the irreplaceable - the freshness of human interaction?

At the risk of soundly cordial or even friendly, I'm going to impart a piece of knowledge to you. Where we both are now - this place, this environment - people generally don't give a damn about what you feel. People here do not care. This is a place where people are less genial, less warm, less forthcoming. They are here for a reason and they are going to finish what they came for, whatever the stakes. For your sake, I do hope you understand this.

The world waits for no one. You make your path, and I make mine.

Ergo

Kai Yi, Kai Yi, Kai Yi





What have you gotten yourself into?

The 100th!

Ok all you out there, rejoice! I've hit my 100th post. Fine, nothing much actually, but hey, it's a milestone!

Sister's been getting media hype recently. She's got a shop down at Haji Lane and by god have there been interviews, buoyed by the fact that there are a lot of young 'uns doing such a thing - you know, going all entrepreneur and setting up their own business, shunning a 9-to-5iver. So the media's doing so many a interview on people like her. Apparently the reporter made a ridiculous edit out of almost everything, so what she said really isn't. Just chucked around as the reporter saw fit. She has just scanned in the latest one done by Lime, here's it...

Watch out, people. The next Wong to appear will the one typing this. Possibly an interview on how he's feeling before his next race going against the likes of Massa and Hamilton. Stay tuned.

Just another (sick) day

What cock. I woke up at 940 today when school starts at 10. Just couldn't believe my crappy luck. The minute I looked at the clock, I jumped up, threw on my clothes and ran straight out of the house. Had to cab down to school cos I knew I'd be screwed over if I had bussed there.

Mr Tharman Shanmugaratnam, aka our Education Minister, showed up in SP today as part of a dialogue session. I must say I was skeptical about the entire thing at first, because I expected it to be some sort of a propaganda session, a sort of experiment in brainwashing and telling us how good the Govt is. I couldn't be more wrong. After an hour and a half of listening to him, I just realised that - at the risk of sounding patriotic - he sounded almost sincere in wanting to improve the education system in Singapore. Students were asking questions like "Mr Minister, do you agree or disagree that students in Singapore are not groomed to be creative, but are rigid and inflexible due to the education system?" and he was replying that he did agree with the person. Some of you might argue that that's the natural response a minister must make to sound PC, but I beg to differ. He really did sound sincere.

Stayed back with Audrey to complete part of our OOP project. I was sick and all, sniffling half the time and feeling cold all over, like I was in the damn Antarctic.

Gadget lovers unite

Yes they literally do - as I've just recently found out - at a place called Geek Terminal at Raffles Place. A little note here: I'm typing this at 1am on a Wednesday morning. I'm dead tired, my eyes can't open more than 2mm and my legs are jelly. Do bear with me if I've made any spelling errors, if any.

So there I was, waiting with Jerrick at Raffles Place interchange after that long train ride devoid of any empty seats. Well ok, I did manage to find one but it was only like 5 seconds before I reached my destination, so what the heck. Dinner with Daniel, Ren Hao and Jerrick was at a clop before we headed off to this place called Geek Terminal to see Singapore's (and possible perhaps) SE Asia's first iPhone, though possibly not the only one.

A little background first. This guy who owns the iPhone is fabulously tech-minded, hence his eyePhone. He's apparently a developer who - duh - develops software for the iFone. So naturally, he's got his hands on a set, ready to work his whiz-bang wizardry on it so that we mortals can partake in its rewards.

So we entered this Geek Terminal (henceforth known as GT since my fingers can't type the full words) and I will forthrightly say that I was dumbstruck. True I've stepped into some fancy bars before but this took the cake. Soft turquoise lighting illuminated the walls and the bar to our right as we walked in, providing an ambiance of sooth, of calmness and serenity. The walls were smooth, glossy white, complemented with several neat glass shelves. Patrons were on their laptops pecking away at their keyboards, absorbed in their work. A short flight of steps beckoned as we ascended it into some sort of a loft, replete with tables and chairs for the customers who presumably dwell in this awesome place (sorry, ran out of adjectives). We 4 grabbed some extra tables and chairs and sat at the head of the table, I next to a rather pretty young lady.

As we sat ourselves down I frankly felt rather awkward and out of place. I was possibly the youngest there and in the company of all those like-minded, insanely passionate techies, started to feel like a fish out of water. I forced myself to think straight and logically, and to blend in with the crowd. I'm not ashamed to admit my tech knowledge has been dinky of late, because cars have filled up the void, but I do know my tech stuff when the going gets, well, going.

The initial excitement dying down, we ordered ridiculously expensive coffee (busted my wallet for a double espresso) and lay back to wait for the eyeFone's arrival. We weren't disappointed. Soon a collective gasp was heard from the comparatively swakoo members of 65Bits as the HaloPhone was produced. A long, agonizing wait followed as other people ahead of us babied, cooed and wowed at the latest gadget to come out of the hallowed Apple, Inc..

After nearly a century of waiting, the GoGoGadget reached our side and it was our turn to ooh and aah at it. In Jerrick's words:

"I think I just had a techgasm or something."

IT was wonderful. An absolutely gem of industrial design and the product of a long, long road of development. I could not help but stare at it in wonderment. It was everything I expected it to be. For the brief period that I held it, I couldn't stop thinking that this WonderPhone, this IncrediPhone, this iCallU, could just symbolise the success of savvy marketing and design over untested, untrialled and untried products. It was - in short - brilliant; there's no more apt a word. The touchscreen touched, the pictures pinched and stretched, the accelerometers flipped the screen this way and that, the buttons clicked, the interface interacted, and the phone just....worked. Without exaggeration, the phone did everything I expected it to do. A truly amazing product.

Can't type anything else cos my brain's fried. My dear Amy talked me into doing the ST bestfriends quiz, which I promptly rushed home to complete by 0000 18th July. Unfortunately the minute I opened the quiz I knew I was screwed.

I don't know her address.

And the time at that point was 2345 17th July. Frantic, I screamed through a dozen webpages trying to find the name of her condo. I know the name, but when I googled it, nothing came out except some place in Bukit Timah that might as well have been on Mars. She's in Yishun. All wrong. So then I had a brainwave and searched for bus services. Hooray SMRT saves the day! Or so I thought. The damn website was down. How bad could my luck be?

In the end I had to chuck in some fictitious address which I hoped sounded close to the right one. Damn my rotten luck that I didn't ask her for her address.

I have a hundred over things to do. Literally.

A Torrid Tuesday

Going to see my first iPhone tonight! Hope we actually can see it there, because I heard that there'll be truckloads of people at the convention.

I seriously need to finish up my RWP report's remaining portions, but HOW?! Such an arduous task. :(

My first time

-exhales slowly in and out twice, wrings hands nervously

I'm shooting myself in the foot, jumping into the deep end like this. This probably won't be the best review you've ever read, but it certainly will be something special for me. I'm aspiring to be an automotive journalist, so I'm doing my best to kickstart my fledgling career by writing something like this.

Audrey, this one's for you.


Compared to most hot hatches on the market, the Suzuki Swift Sport seems more like a tame rabbit then a charging bull, like for example the new Renaultsport Megane 230 R26 Fisi Team F1 OMG Win, or whatever it's called these days. And to the naked eye, it does seem almost staid by comparison. The R26 has a 1.9l turbocharged inline-4 pushing out 227 horses and 229lb ft of torque, which makes for stonkingly fast performance. But too much power is a complete farce if you can't control it.
The Sport is also an I-4 powered, naturally aspirated little rocket, but makes do with a barebones 123bhp and 109 lb ft of torque, which allows it to sprint from 0-100kmh in just 8.5s. The engine has to be revved to its 9000rpm redline to wring all that power out, but somehow that's all part of the fun. Compared to the original Swift, it's a proper little terror. To cope with the extra power, Suzuki engineers have stiffened the suspension, increased the compression ratio and added sporty touches like twin exhausts and an aggressive front air dam. Blacked-out A-pillars create the impression of a 'floating roof', which mimics the Mini Cooper's. They've added side skirts to the rocker panels, which makes the car appear to sit lower to the ground. Topping off the go-kart dartlike look is a subtle rear spoiler and alloy racing pedals, though what use they have is beyond me.


The interior strikes enough sporty notes. The seats are a bright shade of red (that's aggressive, see?) and very cosseting. The cabin has good all round visibility and the driving position is excellent, if a little van-like. The steering wheel is leather wrapped and has red stitching, which does feel nice when you're gripping it in terror going round corners. Big, clear instrumentation fills up the dash and good quality plastic clothes it. It certainly doesn't feel like 58 grand in there.
If you're saying "well, it's a bit of a slowpoke", you'd be dead wrong. The Suzuki doesn't need 5000000bhp to be fun. It doesn't need gigantic turbochargers and equally monstrous intercoolers. It doesn't need tires so low profiled you might as well be running on rims. It doesn't need any of those. If you were, say, in a Porsche 911 then yes, all those things make sense. But in the Swift, they don't. All it needs is an attitude to drive it.
The real enjoyment starts when you get to a corner. The Suzuki's chassis and suspension have been set up so that you can readily fling it around corners and it won't punish you with horrendous understeer so beloved of front wheel drive cars. This one handles properly. I daresay that Suzuki has gotten it right with the near-perfect combination of handling and power, which eludes many a car manufacturer. Like Renault. The Megane might be insanely quick, accelerating hard and leaving your guts at the start line, but it doesn't feel as accomplished as the Swift. In the Renault you get banged around thanks to its rock-hard suspension, but in the Swift you don't get such nonsense. And you can steer it with the throttle too.
This then, is a really good car. It does everything a hot hatch should do. Ample trunk space, room for 4, go-faster styling, go-kart handling and a sticker price that doesn't break the bank more than make up for its power deficit and zero motorsport genes. The chassis is a bit soft but never lets you believe for a moment that it's not up to a spot of racing. The steering has also several numb spots but I'm not complaining. I've seen more expensive cars with worse steering feel.
Love the car? I do.

Wednesday (that's WENS-day, not WED-NES-day)

Here all by my lonesome in the school library.

Needed to get away from it all: the anxiety, the irritation, the uncertainty and the disappointment. I'm not feeling sorry for myself, but sometimes I do wish that divine intervention could somehow embrace me and cart me off to some blissful unknown. Bloody come back to the present, Kai Yi.

And oh yeah my smart sister accidentally (read: intentionally) carted my new SIM card back to HK. So my current line's getting terminated tomorrow and my mum's only bringing the card back Sunday, means no phone for me for 3 days. This sucks.

Did this quiz. Do I have an American accent?

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
North Central
Boston
The West
Philadelphia
The Inland North
The Northeast
The South
What American accent do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

AND WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!!

Which celebrity are you most likely to have sex with? Your Result: The Rock You like your men to be attractive but you also want them to be able to kick some ass. You like the big, strong, athletic types with that chisled look.
Nick Lachey
Jennifer Anniston
Gwen Stefani
Keira Knightley
Matthew McConaughey
Pamela Anderson
Tommy Lee
Which celebrity are you most likely to have sex with?

Aaah, this is more like it. I'm a stickler for such things....:

Your Language Arts Grade: 100%

Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).

Are You Gooder at Grammar?
Make a Quiz

Quiz Part 2

YALQ (Yet Another Lame Quiz) stolen from Amy's blog.

I SERIOUSLY NEED TO STOP DOING THIS RUBBISH OR I'LL GO MENTAL.

Here goes it...:

1. Name someone who REALLY made you
smile today.
Lewis Hamilton, McLaren driver. His enthusiastic spirit is infectious, especially with that rueful grin during post-race interview

2. What were you doing at 8:00 this
morning?
Sleeping with half my bloody blanket on the floor

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Bathing. 'nuff said.

4. What is something that happened to
you in 1992?
Busy fighting the Soviets and orchestrating the fall of the Berlin Wall

5. What is the last thing you said
aloud?
Damn Ferrari

6. How many different things did you
drink today?
One: water.

7. What color is your hairbrush?
My hair is low maintenance. I practically designed it that way.

8. What was the last thing you bought?
A bowl of noodles in school? Can't rmb

9. Who was the last person you kissed
on the lips?
My ex. Wonderful memory

10. What color is your front door?
Brown

11. Where do you keep your coins?
In a compartment in my wallet which requires a retina scan and fingerprinting to access.

12. What's the weather like today?
Sweat, RAIN, sweat, sweat, RAIN, sweat

13. What is the best ice cream flavor?
Cookies and cream

14. What is something you are excited
about?
Next semester. No seriously, I am. And next week at the Nurburgring when McLaren trashes Ferrari

15. When was the last rainbow you saw?
Can't rmb now

18. Are you random?
Very. Just ask my friends

19. Do you want to cut your hair?
Like it just the way it is

21. Do you talk a lot?
YES I love talking. I can't keep quiet. But don't catch me when I'm in a foul mood.

23. Does your screen name have an "x"
in it?
Nope. That'll be bordering on porn.

24. Do you know anyone named Steven?
Steve(n) Jobs. Yes. He's a god.

27. Are you typically a jealous person?
Not really. But you should see the color of my face when a Lambo drives past

28. Name someone whose name starts with
the letter "R":
Ronald (McDonald)

29. Name a friend whose name starts
with the letter "Y":
That's easy, Yiming

30. Who's the 1st person on your
received calls list?
My da jie who conveniently called me to open the gate for her

31. What did the last text message you
received say?
*SGD0.50* Thank you for taking part in STAR Sports JW contest. SMS as many times as you like until closing time.

32. Do you chew on your straws?
Yes. Very tasty plastic

33. Do you have curly hair?
You should see it when mine's long. Uncontrollable.

34. What is the next concert you're
going to?
No good ones coming up

35. Whats your favorite color?
Purple

37. What is something you say a lot
today?
Damn Ferrari

38. What is the last thing you ate?
Gummy bears. Lots of them mmm mmm

39. Have you seen the movie "Donnie
Darko"?
What's that, a B-grade porn/action flick?

40. Do you have work tomorrow?
Plenty. Gotta start somewhere

41. Is marriage in your future?
Of course it is, although I'm yet undecided over which sex. Isn't it hard, choosing?

42. When was the last time you said "I love you." to a guy/gal and really meant it?
Around 3 months back.


43. What should you be doing right now?
Doing schoolwork. I'm too much of a lazy bastard at times.

44. Do you have a nickname?
Xiao Kai, Kai, KY, KY Jelly, Oei, Hey, Yo

45. Are you a heavy sleeper?
Very. I set 3 alarms and even they don't wake me up all the time

46. When was the last time you used a
skateboard?
Coupla years back. Promptly fell off

47. What is the best movie you've seen
in the past two weeks?
Not really past 2 weeks, but it has to be Ocean's 13

51. Did you cry today?
Almost did, when Raikkonen came charging out of the pits and overtook Alonso.

52. Do you like someone right now?
To quote Friendster's choice, It's Complicated. I do like someone but truth be told, I'd rather be alone at this point in time.

53. Are you currently playing any
sports?
I'm currently deep in training to become the world's fastest eater.

55. Last time you listened to music?
Lying on my bed, I Want To Know What Love Is by Foreigner.

56. Last time you watched tv?
Just. British Grand Prix. Damn Ferrari.

57. Do you miss someone right now?
Kinda miss my best friend. Lol. Haven't spoken to her for 2 days

58. What are you doing at this very
moment?
Pretty obvious isn't it.

59. Who is the last person you talked
on the phone with?
Amy. But it's my da jie if you count 4 second, terse commands over the phone

60. Are any of your friends going to
fill this out?
Own time own target

Quiz!

This here's a quiz I grabbed from Amy's blog. Thanks! ;)

Here's how it goes...

1) Put your music player on shuffle
2) press forward for each question
3) use the song title as the answer for your qns, even if it doesn't make sense
4) tag 5 other people
5) bold the questions and the the answers and give ur own comments


how are you feeling today? In The End
Not exactly at my wits' end, but yes, somewhat against a brickwall.

how do your friends see u? The Right Kind Of Wrong
I guess there has to be a properly evil person to motivate us all sometimes. Call Me!

will you get married? Thanks For The Memories
Shit you mean I already was?

what is your best friend's theme song? Here For You
'Nuff said :-)

what is the story of ur life? Lucky Star
YEAH BABY WOOHOO! Well actually, not all that lucky. Fair share of ups and downs, but good.

what was primary school like? 100 Years
Sure felt like it. I mean, PSLE?!

how can you get ahead in life? Careless Whisper
Going around tweeting sweet nothings into strangers' ears. Watch out, neighbour.

what is the best thing about your friends? Jesus Take The Wheel
Toughie. Some friends have always been ready with an encouraging word or two, and I guess that's a piece of heaven when you're down.

what is in store for this weekend? May It Be
Screw that schedule, I'm going skiing.

what song describes you? Let Me Show You (The Way)
OK I admit I'm hard-headed and stubborn at times. God this quiz is wickedly psychic.

describe your grandparents? Pink
Um.

How is your life going? A Million Miles Away
Don't we all feel detached from life sometimes?

how does the world see you? Smooth
Hoo boy. Not exactly the image I want to portray, but Savile Row: watch out.

will you have a happy life? Don't Fear The Reaper
Bloody psychic quiz. LIVE LONG AND PROSPER

what does your friend really think of you? My World
Wrapped up in my own world sometimes, yep.

Do people secretly lust after you? One Night In Beijing
Told you I was Casanova.

how can i make myself happy? Obsession
Cars rule my life. And only cars.

What should you do with your life? Ready Steady Go
I've always been a go-getter. Of sorts.

will you ever have children? Closer
Heck, I'm only 18!

Tag 5 other people. Hmm. Anybody who feels like it just grab and tag lah, but make sure you let me know when you're posting it so I can read ;)

A million and one things to do on a Sunday. Hell.

Here's to challenging yourself

"Here's to challenging yourself.

Johnnie Walker.

Keep walking."

I just love this slogan from JW. It's so cool, especially when Fernando Alonso steps out of his car on the deck of the aircraft carrier and all the techs on deck just give him that :O look.

"In a dogfight, a fighter pilot experiences up to 5Gs for over a minute. In a race, a Formula 1 driver experiences up to 5Gs for over an hour."

God how I wish all the fighter-pilot wannabes I know could watch that advert. Pussies.

Today was boring. Went to school for CCA Open House which was possibly the most boring day of my recently remembered life. Went home and dinner with my fam after that, hadn't a chance to get much organ practice done.

I'm thinking whether I should apply for a PDL or complete all my theory lessons for driving first. I think I should start with my theory first and complete it all, then move on to practical lessons. What do you think?

Talked to bestest last night. She's not getting enough sleep, she's worried about a thousand and one things and to top it all off she's worried about her mum's reaction to her results. :( Stressed out, that poor girl. Need to help her more.

LEWIS HAMILTON TAKES POLE FOR QUALIFYING! GO HAMMY!

And oh hmm, about that BMW M5? I'm not too sure whether I can get it done this weekend, but fear not I shall finish it by end of the week or change it to another car. Either way, you shall be entertained by at least one car model. Watch this space.

So it's like this...

What cock. I can't think of a single car to write home about, so it shall be my MST results which I will now entertain you with.

I've gotten back AEF, MCT, OOP, RWP (topped the class!) and Servo. Servo was the last paper, which wasn't much of a relief. It was complete nonsense. I stared at the paper and the paper stared back at me, looking like some sort of evil parchment that ended with the words "......DEATH BY BURNING". I swear I thought I was going to die for that paper, but ended up getting a respectable 42, which according to my lecturer is a pass. God I do love poly. I've yet to get back Math paper, which I hear from some of my friends is hellfire and damnation for them - and I too. Truth be told it's not so much receiving the results back as it is for my folks to know. I really dread that 4th hell (thanks Amy). Failures are stepping stones to success however, and I shan't let this get me down

Oh I've decided now. I'll do my first proper car review with whatever limited knowledge I've got on Saturday about the hard and exciting BMW M5. I can't promise the review will be hard and exciting because it'll be my first writing as such, so forgive me if I do make a few concessions here and there. Watch out for it!

a little about the new...

Ok, so those of you revisiting may be wondering what's new this time round. Plenty, actually.

For starters, I'll be writing about cars, mostly. Hence the change in blog address. Guess the visitors to the old one will have to renavigate :D. But that won't be all. Anything inane, exciting, stimulating - ridiculous, even - may have the potential to all be included inside this nice new blog.

Ok Amy if you want your pretty pictures inside here, beg me too.

NEW! IMPROVED!

I HAVE REVIVED MY BLOG! VISIT NOW!