So here's the done deal. It has been a rather eventful week, full of rumbles and tumbles and very little sleep I must say. I think I haven't slept in for a while. Very disconcerting.

So we begin a chronological journey. Where to start.

How about Monday night, where we watched Narnia. It was a good movie. Full of enchantment, exceitement and myth. The visuals were breathtaking, and that battle scene really gripping. It's no LOTR though, so don't expect that much from it. It is still a Disney movie. And Ice Queen rocked. No question about it. Dual sword wielding ice queen of death rates really well in my books. Aslan on the other hand.... corny.

Tuesday morning, got up at 630am for a wedding! My cousin Wendy's wedding. She's 26? And she's getting married to a cool guy called Wilson. He took me Go-Karting.
Had ceremonies, bargained entering fee with groom, did the Tea Pouring thing, went to set up reception, went drinking and dancing in the night. Glorious, tiring, glorious day.



Yours truly and cousin Paul. We are rocking camera people.



The bodyguards. There's no team more menacing.



The cutest things on a cake. They really are!!! LOOK AT THEM!!!!!



And the couple producing a fine example of a PDA situation. Shame shame.

Congrats Wendy, Wilson, on a fine fine pairing. I cannot think of a better couple, and I wish you two all the happiness now and forever!

Ok, so Wednesday was work. And so was Thursday.

And then came Friday... which was Car driving testing day. As you might have known, I sorta... suck at driving. So truth be told, I faced this test with much trepidation and apprehension. So we drove normally, with instructor and young boy tester in the back. We cruised down little lanes and roads, did the 3 point turn... and then I went down the wrong street. You see, I was driving down a road when it split into two. There, I didn't really know which way to go as both bends seemed rather right. So I turned right.
And the instructor gave me a WTF look.
Once again, I had chosen wrong. And the tester was lost. And I thought I failed. In fact, so sure was I in my timely exit from the contention of my licence that I loudly asked naively, "Did I fail?"
To which instructor replied, "No. Relax and concentrate."
Tester said nothing.
And I passed. Funnily enough. I can now run over people.

Now to driving... and my Dad's stubborness to drink and drive. I don't know why he does that. People are so stubborn and stupid at times. He doesn't listen to me at all. Don't know why I bother. Should juz wait for him to get caught. Yes, thats wat I'll do.

Tmw I'm going to the mountains. Early in the morn. Whoopdedoo. Have a good night peeps.