Uncertainty is certain

Cliche. Nevermind. I somehow reached 180kmph on my car. That's new. Who knew it went over 160? It handled itself quite well too but I was beginning to freak out knowing it's no Mercedes. I reached 200kmph with a Mercedes, and that felt safer. I should go find a car review to see what they say about the top speed for my car.

I have an awesome sense of smell. There, said it. I smell too well, in fact. I hate popcorn and the smell is just unbearable. And with a nose like mine, it's worse. I can smell things people take forever to notice and smells that sometimes they don't even pick up at all. A gift or a curse? Having watched The Perfume (and thus will never read the book)...it's probably the latter.

GMAT. The four letter abbreviation that is taking its toll on my livelihood. After finishing the diagnostic test (because I didn't even know what it was until I read it, I'll explain it to you - it's a test designed to cover all the topics and your performance will reveal your strengths and weaknesses in each area), I began reading the math review. In the 5 topics for the diagnostic thing I was categorised as 'Average' in all of them. In 3 I was borderline abover average, and that's as good as it got. Ok, I'll admit it, I find it a little bit difficult to digest the fact that 'ok K, you're average' but then again, in my defense, the math crap were all "first year high school math." And we all know how good my memory is. The English part? Well, let's just say that score is hardly justified.

9 days left at this office. They're planning on going to see the 'siam tulips' up north, should I bother?