Upset

My driving lessons and my circuit; Tony my instructor said – “Siti, you are good. You can do it, You can pass.” I thought from last time my vertical parking was better. But it turned out that my parallel parking was even better than my vertical parking unexpectedly – period. Cos of the simple techniques which Tony taught me. And most importantly, he teaches with patience and fill it with jokes during every lessons.

My test today turned out to be sucks god dammit idiot shit head (ok, I swear a lot but I need to let it out). He kept on saying I was nervous when I wasn’t, until I really became nervous. Ninama! I deliberately turn my head (if can 360 turning, I will sia!), I checked the god damn mirror and the blind spot each time I turned or about to drive. But after the test, he said I failed to check mirror and blind spot. Eh Eh Tester ni! If really I never check mirror and blind spot, both of us will surely end up in hospital and I will surely bang into other car right! What the freak…

And so he brought me to the Tester Room. Asked me to take a seat and he told me “You failed!” My face from unhappy to Super unhappy. He asked me “Why sad?”

You know what I replied him?

“I won’t answer that question, Thank you.” (In my heart, please, I don’t want to see you on my next test! You idiot!) I walked away – kept mumbling inside my heart…

“I failed the damn test!
I failed the damn test!
I failed the damn test!”

I wonder why all driving tester have one kind bloody attitude. Why can’t they be slightly nice? Slightly – it doesn’t kill. Why can’t they be friendly? Why must they be super fark up when we are the one paying it? So freaking EFF! Turn off my mood during the test.

So…..