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.