Yeah, I know I haven’t blogged in ages, blah blah blah. Nobody reads this anyway. But. Here’s a paragraph-style list of the things that have happened over the past few weeks since I last blogged.

I got halfway towards getting my P-plates. I passed my computerised Hazard Perception Test (as addressed in my previous entry).

I’m getting much more comfortable driving my gorgeous little vrrrooomthing.

I got the most gorgeous, perfect pair of boots in Chapel Street a few weeks ago. They were apparently $300 originally, but I got them for FIFTY BUCKS. How good is that? They’re suede, round-toe (I can’t stand leather or pointy) with decent heels (I don’t generally go for spikes).

My friend and I sorted out our issues, and he will be going to the Justin Timberlake concert with me! I’m so excited for it…

… But, speaking of Justin’s concert - horror of horrors, the Exam Timetable Gods have cursed me with an exam at NINE-THIRTY IN THE GODFORSAKEN MORNING the day after it. But I do finish my exams in less than two weeks to make up for it, so earlier holidays for meeeee!

My favourite singer in the whole wide world (that would be Delta Goodrem) is releasing her new album in less than two weeks. I’m all the more excited for it because I’ve actually already won a copy. There’s two editions of it, a limited edition digipak and your standard jewel-case edition. So now I can have both without looking like I’m a few scones short of a high tea.

• The competition was one of those “in 50 words or less, please explain why you want this” jobs. So, not only can I talk for Australia, I can write a pretty good treatise on why I want something (just ask my long-suffering parents).
• ‘Course, I would’ve liked the tickets to her album launch (which is tonight, in Sydney - imagine, I could’ve been blogging from Sydney) or a Sony Ericsson mobilio-phone, but the CD’ll do. I won something, and that’s pretty cool, no?

Below this cut are some words about the movies I’ve seen (Stardust, Superbad and Hairspray), which are spoiler-free but snarky. There’s always room for snark.

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This is Take That’s new song from my latest favourite fantasy epic (’course, I’ve not seen that many, and no, I’ve not seen Lord of the Rings), Stardust. It’s called ‘Rule the World’ and it’s a soaring ballad-type job and it’s all very romantic and cheesy and I love love love the thing.

Here is a link.

This is the link.

I do. Because then, when I have it, and when I’m driving Silver Belle to uni each day, if something like what happened this morning happens again, I can drive home.

I am stuck here until 5:00 PM. I arrived at 9:30 this morning for a tutorial which is supposed to start at 10:00 AM. “Supposed to” are the operative terms, my friends. My tutor decided not to show up. Therefore, I am stuck here until 5:00 PM. Without a car, without a lift, without any conceivable, safe way of getting home.

My dad is right. I need my licence, stat.

So you’ll be glad to know I’m taking steps towards achieving this goal.

I passed my computerised Hazard Perception Test a few weeks ago now - which, if you want my opinion, is a pretty silly way of seeing how safe we are, given the pass mark is a measly 54 per cent (but it’s hard).

For instance, how am I supposed to tell the computer when I would slow down on a road? There are so many things to consider. For example, how fast is the rest of the traffic going? Is there anyone behind me who, if I “slow down”, might plough into the back of my sweet little vrrrooomthing? What exactly do you mean by “slow down”? Do you mean start slowing down? Or, perhaps you mean coming to a near-complete stop?

What the hell does “click when you would slow down” essentially mean?