  alain prost urlLink on ayrton senna , probably the greatest F1 driver of all time: "even in that Mercedes touring car race, back in '84, I realised that he wasn't interested in beating Alan Jones or Keke Rosberg or anyone else - it was me, just me, for some reason [...] still, even as it turned out, it was a fantastic story, don't you think? and I think, in a way, we're missing a little of that today. " i think i might scrap urlLink the Novel and start over. which is, um, very characteristic of me because i am hardly satisfied with anything i do, and the fact that maybe writing in first person wasn't such a brilliant idea after all. write in third person, establish more views, and fuck the cliches. that would be better. so word count: from 2673 to 0. i was actually due to start on the first of november anyway.
now i've got to start on a fresh sheet of mindmaps, outlines & scene diagrams (too complicated to explain the finer workings of the latter). ping! oh and how i miss all of you who still use msn or something. jt for conversations with at least six mentions of the totally bizarre, hon, and pe for being all too good. and jeremy who is very interested in idle issues, and mohawk who is scared of jeremy to bits, and kee wen who cannot spell the word "apology".
the two sngs nerds i know were also fun to talk to in equal bits, except that i think marbleeyes is... un fun and nerdy and all that. and most of all, of course, i miss my big crush from scgs (let's call her A), who likes instead fellow churchgoing captain of the ACSI canoeing team (source: the very reliable ms khoo) although i have personally sworn to smash his head with a big, hot frying pan.
at least i have cy to talk to on icq, which isn't that bad because that's one person who you can learn lots from, and also that she now refuses to communicate with her steady through the internet because she thinks he's a microsoft whore, which leaves her this alien to talk to for half the day. see you at mcdonald's tomorrow. i'll be camping there with my laptop to work on the Novel. bye. 
