The test I'm referring to is the computer test on the road legals which I've to take in order to obtain L license. It was promised to the students that it'll take only 45minutes, or less, to sit for the exams. Or so I thought.
"Datang sini sebelum pukul 9pagi ye dikk.."
So 8.30am I was already on the roads heading IMKEDA Centre in AU3,Ampang. My heartbeat was racing cause I didnt think I did much revision. Huh.
"Senang je, serious. Whatever you heard during the ceramah was enough."
"Sambil korek hidung pun boleh jawab."
"Bace soalan betul betul tau."
"Semua orang lulus, mesti kacang punye lah."
These remarks DONT calm me down. It's freaking me out thinking what will become of me if I fail! My friends would ridicule me to death! And my pocket money will be RM40 short :(
As I reach there, I got my book out and reread. Yeah, RE- read. Haha skema.
Saw Arep. He's waiting for his turn to practise driving.
Was texting Ilani and you-know-who. He woke early just to bagi semangat. Boyfriend TERBAIK :)
It was already 9.50am and all of us were still waiting around.
Sedar sedar I'm in a van with another 9 persons and arriving someplace somewhere. Whoa.
The noisy giliran board showed 024. And my turn was 056. Ugh. This is torturous, I thought.
It's 10.20am and I havent sat for the bloody test. Oh get on with it, shit. Huh.
So I passed. Big deal. Memang tak susah pun. But I scored 45/50, which my friends scored 47 or 48. Dont they have anything else to generate brain cells for? I've like world issues to think of. As if those top-scorers have only road legals lingering their minds.
When I walked in, there's this big signage showing NO roundnecks; only collars for men, NO shorts; skirts or pants, NO jamban slippers and NO spaghetti straps either. It's suppose to be some kind of ethic. So it's clearly understood and by far respectable to me.
I am dumbfounded to observe the government servants who work in the office. Mak aih, skirt short habis. High heels 5inches kot. Makeup setebal tebal, kalah Tyra Banks. Sign kat luar tadi boleh dispense and my respect of the ethics pun dah disperse! Tu baru imej, dahla garang hell. Rude. Snobbish. Never make eye contact and layan orang macam dia buat kerja free, padahal everyone there paid big buffalos for the stupid test! Macam la bagus sangat. Nenek aku pun lagi cun and polite. Buat rosak mood orang pagi pagi je. Damn it.
Roslyn,Nurul Iman,Tengku Farhanah and I were at Al-Malek. Yes,kedai mamak. Atas meja there's an empty 100Plus can,4 glasses that were before filled with teh ais(mine and Roslyn's) and 2 steel trays that was served as thosai disguised as roti canai. Huh.
Cukuplah myeg workers tu celaka. Now PakCik Imkeda is 3 hours late?? Adoyai, what kind of a bad day are we stuck in? Iqbal called the pakcik again and hence he answers,"Korang balik sendirilahh..". Memang fucked up. Grrr.
So after Iman's mum picked her up,Farhanah's brother came to the rescue and offered to send us to Imkeda Center balik. We booked our next session instead of complaining and exploding cause we run out of enthusiasm for self-defense. Malassss nak layan. Huh. That's my fourth sigh.
Nevertheless, I'm very grateful that I have Roslyn,Iqbal,Iman and Farhanah to fill my day with laughter,experience-swapping,jokes and opinion-sharing time rather than being aggresive,grumpy and bored to max out of the this 'challenging' day. I'm sure they feel the same :)
Thank God for Facebook and adorable pakcik that litterally gave us a chance to mingle. If we have to take it that way. Haha.
With that said, now you know my memorable test ;)