Lewd driving instructor...

I just finished with the six hour compulsary class and passed my driving laws exam. The teacher of the class was spouting lewd jokes the whole time, some involving grasping hold of the wrong gear shifts and guys being able to refill engine water with urine. It was funny at first but... very soon it became quite tasteless (quite hard to chortle and blush at the same time). I got 45/50 for the exam with the passing mark being 42. Mom asked if it meant that I didn't know 10% of the laws... no. It means I didn't know 10% of the technicalities. Anyway, I'm just waiting for the government to finish my L license then I can start real driving lessons. I'm a little confused - I'm afraid but I'm also excited, sort of. I mean, on one hand, I fear that I'll make my driving instructor wet his pants, on the other hand, I can't wait to make the instructor wet his pants. lol

I've found myself a piano teacher. The problem is, I'm too late to take next year's exam. The good news is, my syllabus will last another year. Counter to the good news is that I might finish A levels before I take the exam and end up leaving for wherever I'm headed to next. Oh well, the exam isn't all the important, I guess. I mean, the music is much more important, right?!

The third day of my cooking, I slightly burnt the fish... but it was edible after all. My sister loved it though... don't know why...

Erm... what else? I'm half way through Smoke Over Water on the guitar... finding it hard to squeeze in time to practice all three instruments everyday though...

Oh... I just found out how to record sounds with a conventional mic. This should be fun... now if only I could acquire a better-sounding voice...

Erm... that's all....?