Driving Tests

For those who dunno, I had my driving test 3 times during these past few weeks until I finally passed. I got this mental trauma everytime I failed. Worried that I havta start all over again - law test and shit if I cant make it before I go back to KL this saturday, not to mention the amount of fees needed to be paid. Kay, enuf of this shit. Let me tell u about my dumb little story.


It can be summarized into 3 major themes - 冤枉(wrong - as answered by google translator)，不幸(misfortune)，可笑(pathetic)。


1st trial - Passed the 'inbound test' or wuddever shit it's called on the first try. Went for 'outbound test'. Hopped in the car. The previous candidate was a fuckin idiot who tries to make other people's lives miserable and in this case, the victim is none other than me. The fucker finished his test and returned but his/her private part 'bae song' (不爽) so he/she simply parked in a way that makes it hard for the next candidate(me) to drive off to the highway. While I was checking the rear mirror and shit the JPJ tester asked me to reverse and then do blah blah so that I start the test thx to the fucker mentioned previously. *Usually we just havta start the car and turn right* the JPJ tester's naggins made me nervous so I just fucking did what he told and started driving. Halfway down the road I felt an uneasy empty feeling in front of my chest and realized that I'm in deep shit. The seat belt was unbuckledddd diuuu. So I asked the nigger beside me: "I failed, haven't I?" He looked at me while I tried to pull the safety belt clumsily and remained silent. *Big mistake I made here. He didn't realize I was violating the safety belt rule until I revealed it myself. That's what I get for being too honest.* The next thing he said was sth like. Fuck it. Screw the rules. "Potong je kereta di depan". I gave a long sigh: Haizzzzzzzzzzzzzz.. and made my way to the right lane and the speed meter went up to a number which is not supposed to be reached when sbdy is doin his driving test - 80+km/h. The other candidates pacing slowly in the left lane gazed in confusion as they witnessed a car with a siren on top speeding in the right lane. And so, that was my first failed trial.

For those who dun wanna read the long bull above it can be summarized into this phrase - I failed bcoz I din wear my seatbelt.



2nd trial - This time it's a plump JPJ agent. He asked me to use the longer route as he noticed my not-so-obvious shaky hands. Wuddafuck. It's my body nature. It's fate. U think i want ah? Caojibai... So I drove as carefully as I can. I had been worrying the whole week since my first failed trial. Just when I was about to finish, approaching the junction which leads back to the academy, a fucking big-ass escavator fucking blocked my way. That fcking machine wasnt there before when I was getting out of the academy wtf. My brain was full of thoughts as I tried to take over the escavator. I stepped on the accelerator like I always do when I'm overtaking cars until I realised I overtook the escavator along with the junction im supposed to turn in to. *Shuld've paid more attention here* Upon realisation, I commenced operation 'Emergency Break' in the middle of the road haha. I asked the nigger next to me for a 2nd chance but it was of no avail. Summary - There u go, another failed trial. Fucking bad luck - Most portions of the road was closed for pipe construction(cars had to squeeze in one lane), the fucking escavator which appeared out of neverland and made me lose my composure. The fatty even greeted me with a laugh as he saw me waiting for my dad in the hall. Effin fatty. Make fun of me meh?



Final trial - Yay I passed this time! It was hilarious man. I was waiting for my turn until a familiar face called out my name. It was the JPJ agent who tested me during my 1st trial. He smiled and said: "Eh hari tu kau under saya juga kan? Haha" I replied as I hopped into the front seat:"Ya...seat belt tu. Sayang..." This time he even asked reminded me to check everything b4 we set off lol. He asked me to take the shortest route - U-turn around JPJ traffic light b4 I even got on the road. I guess he accepted my 'kestabilan'/'keunggulan' during my 80km/h down the road performance during my 1st trial haha. The first few mins nth much happened except for me complainin about the hard-to-step clutch. Then he started askin me whether I'm still studying and shit. "Kau masih belajar? Ya. Kat mane? KL. Name ape skl ko? Taylors. Taylors? Ya. Tak prnah dgr pun. Swaste ke? Ya." I was trying hard to concentrate in driving as he bombarded me with personal questions, tryin to start up a chat. I made a few mistakes along the way but he din notice cuz.... HE WAS BUSY CHATTING WITH ME, HAHA. Fucking funny. I finished and parked. He took out the marking sheet and ticked every single box in the paper. I thought to myself: 'Boo yeah, baby. It pays to retest for so many times, even the JPJ agent got familiar with me. Funny shit.' Anyway, here's the moral of the day: Only through failed trials do we get to improve and achieve success. Hiak hiak. That sums up my pathetic story at AMB. Back to playing FF9 and faecesbook(Eff-Bee).