//damien rice//older chests

i signed up for my driving classes today. yay. the joys of being legal and 18. no, it is not true that they've pushed the age limit to 21.

it costs a flipping 60 bucks for each practical, and 17 for the theories. and i haven't even touched the exams. i swear they're eating our money.

when you get to the driving school, take a look at their board of teachers. firstly, they are all males, 99% chinese and have names that are like wong siew keok, and tan chin gong and wee tin chow. when you inevitably see these men decked in white and blue uniforms like nascar drivers or those in the pitstops and uniformed ladies with their straight colour hair held back with a mini black/brown/blue butterfly clip at the back of their head, you'd believe me when i say i swear they're all clones of two people; miss cheng siow pup and mister pow tiew sheng who owned the driving school 100 years ago.(*note: these names are fictional and any relation to anyone dead or alive is purely coincidental.)

so said, before you can get your PDL (provisional driving license), it is compulsory to sit through 4 theory classes; sat through one today. it's 1 1/2 hours worth of fear-driven campaigns; rather entertaining i think. these clips about the dangers of driving are probably 20 years old; drink driving and sleeping on the road, etc. i stifled a laugh when the guy/dummy was hit. i have to admit being in mass comm lets me truly enjoy the funnier things the media has to offer. but. BIG but. it doesn't mean it couldn't happen.


and those nails i was 'spose to get done weren't. i missed it again. so it's set for next week thursday at 1900hrs. someone please remind me.

did you know that it takes 1 1/2 hours to get a mani+pedi? i almost fainted when the little lady told me. who spends that much time in a nail parlour when you could be watching a movie, doing some serious shopping and even spending that time mugging for a paper which i do not need to do. after a pedicure, i always picture people coming out walking on their heels, toes outstretched, for fear of chipping the paint.

when i get mine done, i'll put to test my heel walking capabilities, whilst balancing with my outstretched toes and fingers : )

this blog was relevant to a ms. valerie anne from when she was studying mass communications in a singapore polytechnic.

she was aged 16 on her first post, and 18 on her last.

she is currently a freelance emcee-er/hostess.
contact her at
valerieanne @ cheerful.com

some might call me the ultimate sagittarian; free-spirited and whatnot, but i don't believe in horoscopes.

"everything gets complicated when you think. i don't discourage thinking, it's over thinking that i'm worried about." - val


none existent.


i've moved on.

shop alot?


. make Valerie Anne are big name
. publish a book entitled "you better quote val, or else" - recommended by derek goh
. open a clip-on earrings shop
. open a cafe
. learn/speak spanish
. skydive over mauritius waters
. bungee jump from a suspension bridge
. get back into my dancing shoes
. set a world record for the longest time on a roller coaster ride
. save an endangered species
. AND prove to my mum that i'll be married before 35. HAHA.


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