Thursday, April 08, 2004
The GOod, the inspirational, the bad and the dasterdly ugly
The good
It's been a crazy two weeks. I managed to survive both my test and my driving test. THe driving test would have been hilarious, if i hadn't been so terrifed. Everything went really well, until my parallel parking, or more specifically, until AFTER my parallel parking. I couldn't get close enuff to the curb during my 2 moves and i was worried that i coudln't finish the parking within the time limit. When i finally got the car close enough, i was trembling. NOw that was a big problem. I couldn't hold the clutch at driving point coz it kept rattling. Steve was eyeing me curiously as i tried to figure out why the clutch kept disengaging.. then i realised it was not that i was in the wrong gear.. i was trembling so badly i couldnt' keep my foot still. So i rattled all the way back to vic roads. After I had parked the car and the tester had left, steve coudln't keep from laughing anymore. I was so wobbly, i could barely make it into vic roads. But with steve ( still chuckling) steering me into the building, I victoriously received my license after my computer perception test. Of course, my drivers license looks totally awful. but wat's new?
The inspirational.
Lz and I were joggin aroudn the track yesterday, when we saw this wheelchair bound boy racing around the track. When we passed his coach, we were told that he was also blind on top of his existing disability. It's really amazing how people can perform beyond what we expect are the limitations of their abilities. I kept looking over my shoulder at the boy as he made it round after grueling round. He kept perfectly within his lane, and after the umptheenth time was wheeling around the track as fast as ever, a truly inspirational sight for all who were present.
The bad.
I volunteered to be the subject in the physiology experiment. You 'd think i' dlearn my lesson after the last distrous thermoreg. pract. Neway, we had to take pills and exercise and see the effect of the med. You either got the fake drug, or the real one. Guess which one i got?
I was gasping for breath, trying my best to keep up the required pace on the exercise bicycle while my friends busied themselves taking my vital stats.. imagine me with a breathing mask, a blood pressure cuff and a heart rate detector, puffing on the bike. you get the idea.. yeah.. teh drug prevents your heart rate from increasing in exhertion, so i was doing exercise on less than the ideal capacity. what a nightmare.
The ugly.
this fucking idiot of a guy shouted a racist slur at J9 and me as we walked to school in the morning. Smth about hoping we chinese caught up with the aboriginals. What a bastard.
The good
It's been a crazy two weeks. I managed to survive both my test and my driving test. THe driving test would have been hilarious, if i hadn't been so terrifed. Everything went really well, until my parallel parking, or more specifically, until AFTER my parallel parking. I couldn't get close enuff to the curb during my 2 moves and i was worried that i coudln't finish the parking within the time limit. When i finally got the car close enough, i was trembling. NOw that was a big problem. I couldn't hold the clutch at driving point coz it kept rattling. Steve was eyeing me curiously as i tried to figure out why the clutch kept disengaging.. then i realised it was not that i was in the wrong gear.. i was trembling so badly i couldnt' keep my foot still. So i rattled all the way back to vic roads. After I had parked the car and the tester had left, steve coudln't keep from laughing anymore. I was so wobbly, i could barely make it into vic roads. But with steve ( still chuckling) steering me into the building, I victoriously received my license after my computer perception test. Of course, my drivers license looks totally awful. but wat's new?
The inspirational.
Lz and I were joggin aroudn the track yesterday, when we saw this wheelchair bound boy racing around the track. When we passed his coach, we were told that he was also blind on top of his existing disability. It's really amazing how people can perform beyond what we expect are the limitations of their abilities. I kept looking over my shoulder at the boy as he made it round after grueling round. He kept perfectly within his lane, and after the umptheenth time was wheeling around the track as fast as ever, a truly inspirational sight for all who were present.
The bad.
I volunteered to be the subject in the physiology experiment. You 'd think i' dlearn my lesson after the last distrous thermoreg. pract. Neway, we had to take pills and exercise and see the effect of the med. You either got the fake drug, or the real one. Guess which one i got?
I was gasping for breath, trying my best to keep up the required pace on the exercise bicycle while my friends busied themselves taking my vital stats.. imagine me with a breathing mask, a blood pressure cuff and a heart rate detector, puffing on the bike. you get the idea.. yeah.. teh drug prevents your heart rate from increasing in exhertion, so i was doing exercise on less than the ideal capacity. what a nightmare.
The ugly.
this fucking idiot of a guy shouted a racist slur at J9 and me as we walked to school in the morning. Smth about hoping we chinese caught up with the aboriginals. What a bastard.
