I've finally made it!

By the grace of God, I've finally passed driving!!!!

Jabie and I had the test scheduled by coincedence today, AT THE SAME TIME!!

And of course, BOTH OF US PASSED!!

I can't wait to drive on Lunar New Year when the new car arrives!!

=D

P.S: My fucking laptop can't seem to receive any bluetooth signals!!!! I can't even uploads a freaking picture now. Damn it.

JJ finally spoke some sense into him.

Finally what I've been trying to tell him has been said to him in a nicer way.

He's the one with the contradiction and 'double standards'.

It all basically boiled down to our differences.

Oh well...

I wonder why do they hate me so much.

With Anger,

Despise and

Disappointment,

they stare.

They lie and assume, regardless of implications.

STRANGERS.

Yet they might just be those around you 'most'.

PS: I've been running from one birthday party to another yesterday and it was pretty tiring.

I've been sleep talking about work and dreaming about work.

I guess I'm really too stressed. Presentations to be done, tests to be taken and evaluation results unknown.

My greatest fear would be failing during attachment right now, and if that were to happen, then I know I will amount to nothing in life.

And I might just promptly end my life, granting their wish. Then in eternal hell I shall burn, completing this viscious cycle of failure.

Even in death, I failed God.

The fucking father figure has been opening my mail.

Demanding that I give them my savings is just fucking ridiculous.

I don't feel safe. Never felt safe actually, but now even more so.

Limit

I've reached my limit with J's immaturity.

I was invited to L'hexagon's Galette de Rois and he wanted to come along. I travelled all the way down from Jurong Island to Harbourfront to meet him just so that I could bring him along although the event was supposed to start at 6pm sharp. (The time spent on travelling down to meet him and then travelling back up again took an hour.)

And so I ended up late. ALONE.

Because while waiting for him, I had sat in the platform, away from the USUAL sit I went to due to train traffic.

But apparently that imbecile couldn't understand and so chose to kick up a big fuss. I couldn't tolerate his stupidity and so told him to GO home.

He did.

I felt rather relieved to be rid of a childish 25 year old. But I felt sad for him.

The other day, he had stood in the middle of a street market SULKING like a 5 year old just because I felt like walking around and bought a packet of chicken.

His behaviour was reminicent of a boy who didn't get to go where he wanted to go. And so chose to stand and sulk in a corner.

IMMATURITY.

Oh, fucking kill me. I don't know how to describe anymore.

*Sigh*

I haven't been able to find the time and peace of mind to blog about Christmas and New Year!

Concurrently, there are many things that has to be worked out and I'm just so DRAINED from all this shit in the house.

I have to move out after Chinese New Year, and get my license by then.

A tour to pay for, and jobs to find. I've yet to re-write my resume since I'd lost it while repairing my fucking laptop.

ARGH!

BLOODY BANGLAS AND CHINA MEN!

I had my driving lesson afterwork again today, and we got lost trying to find out way to Eunos from Harbourfront. The bloody bus made a fucking detour and we had to cab in the end.

A taxi was in front of my car. It made a U turn at the exact same spot where I'd almost killed that Chinaman.

This time, a Bangla came forth to get banged. The taxi horned, cursed and swore.

The Bangla cycled off unperturbed.

My turn came. Another Chinaman came forth. I avoided collision by a hair's breadth.

Damn.

Cuz I would've loved a double whammy and a bloody scene.

Sigh.