In case you did not already know, I'll update you on the final score, which was that Man Utd won.
No matter that they put me through the ordeal of watching them miss easy chances when they really should score. Or that Ronaldo missed his spotkick and Chelsea left it to the last before the captain misses his spotkick. Such twists might be good for the game, but as a certain Benitez mentioned, its not very healthy for the heart.

Am currently learning how to drive and cycle. And also how to sit down and read for more than five minutes without freaking out, since IB.

Driving lessons in Malaysia are nothing if not pragmatic. There seem to be an unspoken adherence to Darwinian ethics here, because the system directly encourages some form of artificial selection, point in case being the fact that I was made to drive on the main road the very first time I got into a car. I guess the assumption is that if you survive your driving lessons, you should be intelligent enough to pass the test as well, hence minimal effort for the driving instructors. Otherwise, driving lessons are generally fun and I have so far managed to remain unscathed, except for the time when I thought the accelerator was the clutch when I attempted to switch gears. Heh.

Med-i-cine:
1. any substance or substances used in treating disease or illness; medicament; remedy.
2. the art or science of restoring or preserving health or due physical condition, as by means of drugs, surgical operations or appliances, or manipulations
3. the medical profession.
4. a term denoting a vague set of intentions, usually given as a generic answer to questions regarding future aspirations, as in :
'So what do you intend to pursue after your A-level's'
'Uhhh, I dunno, probably medicine.'