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Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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hello.

today was so not my day. and that biatch face and his voice will keep on appearing in my mind. stupid jerk + arsehole + bastard + old hag + biatch. so if i mention any of these names, means im referring to that somebody. and btw, he's a tester. ask me personally if u wana who.

so i started my day goin to circuit revision in the morn. and im quite late. haha. saw the instructor who everytime feels stress when he sees us. and he got sorethroat. poor him.

so i shall cut my story short. i wanted to do slope. i swear i didnt see the signal left light, i swear i didnt see its a test car and if that biatch's car wants to turn left, then he should position his car before the slope and not after the slope. so half-heartedly i turn left at the slope. and while waiting to go dwn, that bastard came out of the car and started shouting at me. scolded me not to anyhow turn left. bla bla bla. and the even best part, i was the only bike, and the whole circuit is staring at me. and an instructor saw me being scolded. oh, and he's S by the way. and confirm he wanna knw why.

still feeling ashamed and angry of being shouted at in public, i continue doing the course. and of course i didnt do well. and at d corner, 2 instructors were waiting for me, including S. i was seriously trying to control my tears when they wanna knw what happen. they keep prompting me with questions and i just couldnt answer cos if i do, confirm i will cry. and seems like my eyes betrayed me. my tears finally started flowing. flow and flow until i was so ashamed of myself. and i actually scolded them for looking at me crying. and the chinese instructor was so sweet to said that its ok to cry and he said that he would chopped off that bastard's head. i was trying to sound cool by laughing but i guess i failed. and the more i cry the more they didnt move until finally they think i need some time, they told me to settle dwn and take my time.

i was so stressed cos i will be having assessment after that lesson. haiya. and i received special attention when i didnt do well on the courses. haha. and mind you, its not fake crocodile tears but i was crying to vent my anger. and so the lesson ended. and im just leaving evrything in god's hands abt the assessment that i will be taking.

while waiting for the assessment, it was lucnhtime for the instructors. and some skipped lunch to do some stuffs which i duno what its called. it was so scary but cool though. i was having fun looking at them and their stunts. and the chinese instructor saw me and never fail to smile at me. and he keep on asking whether im ok or not. haha. i can't do anything if i still dun feel better what. haha.

and so assessment came. and to my horror, im the only girl. after assessment, i pillion someone. and i managed to do plank la ok. haha. and after assessment, 4 names were being called. and i tot i failed again only to see that i passed. haha. and the chinese instructor was asking if i pass and i said i did. heheh. and i told him i feel paiseh abt the incident. he just give me one look and said that he didnt remember seeing me crying. haha.

and to that jerk, i hoped he get heart attack or asthma attack soon. very very soon. and i literally mean it. im not saying it out of anger but i really hope that he will get it. he's really heartless to shout at me in front of evrybody. such a fcuker. and i hoped that his children failed their tp. and will never pass. and i hope that bad things will happen to him. and i hope that if he ever scolded or shouted at anybody again, he will get diarrhoea for 1 week. if diarrhoea is not enough, i hope that he will get dengue fever and low platelet count.

oh wells. like all other human beings, (EXCEPT THAT BASTARD) i have feelings too. and i do cry. haiz. and im having hallucinations. i keep hearing his voice. jfshjg.

ok. gdbye.


6:03 PM Friends are like roses... you have to look out for the pricks!