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Wednesday, August 19, 2009Y

My driving instructor is trying to kill me.

Months ago (I think it was 2), that stupid uncle told me off for being a slow learner, that he has never seen such a lousy driver before, that I should change to auto because apparently, my skills are too lousy to handle manual. I remembered crying that day and I was ready to give up and seriously considered changing to auto. After which, I decided I wasn't going to give up that easily. If I'm so slow, then I'm just going to have to take longer than others just to learn the basics. I don't care how much longer, I'm just going to get it eventually, and I was determined to prove to that stupid man.

Today, I finally could control that stupid thing you call a clutch without stalling. Yes, I'm damn slow, but I did it okay! So that stupid uncle said,' finally we can move on to parking.' YES, FINALLY. I suspect he doesn't like it that I improved, cause he forced me to learn parking atop a multistorey carkpark when the open-spaced one below was perfectly empty. To get above the multistorey carpark, I had to go up this winding path. Oh my god, I could just die. My short legs had to stress on the accelerator so that we could go up and I had to turn and turn and turn!!! I was praying damn hard that I don't knock into the walls or end up sliding downwards.


This is something like the one I went on. I was concentrating very very hard so I think I might have displayed a very agitated espression or something cause the uncle said,' I asking you to turn leh, not ask you to shit, you give that kind of face for what!' Thanks...apparently I have a shit face when I'm driving upslope.

In anycase it was sort of encouraging today, I felt like I finally made some advancement. Come on man, I can so do this!

School is horrible!! I hate my timetable so much! And I don't understand my study materials. I miss maths and biology and chemistry. I hate the transport there. ARrghh.