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Idiots!!!

That's how I sum up "these people"...incompetent slobs! Wtf, man?

I was supossed to go for my driving test today, but what happened? Last minute phone call from the bloody-assed driving school. Ladies and gentlemen, for the second time, my test is cancelled. I was looking forward to getting through this fuckin' test, that I took a leave of absence from work, and made plans to visit my mom, collect my prize from Sony, etc...

The first time I got cancelled, was because the idiot slob forgot to put my name in the application, but told me I was confirmed for April the 13th...ok, confirmed!

Then, a week before the test, the idiot slob told me that it wasn't her fault, that it was the old clerk's fault...Oooohhh, like I fuckin' care! BUT, she's only human, so I gave in, seeing that she's 'only human', and at least she notified me early. So she said 18th was open, so I said 18th it is!

Fast forward to the 17th...after taking extra-hours of classes,(I had to, because I don't have a stick-car to practice with) I was feeling ready...

Then, she fuckin' calls me in the afternoon before the test-day to tell me my learners' permit has expired, and i'm ineligible to take the test! Wtf!!! I've renewed it, already, bozo!

Then my dad has to send her the copy, and gives her the lecture on how many times will this happened, what incompetence, and shit like that. I was in my office, pissed out of my mind! She called me and apologized and said it wasn't her fuckin fault, but the old clerk's fault!

HUH! You expect me to fall for that shit this time? Some nerve, I took leave, I planned everything around that day, and you can't even admit your fuckin' fault? How long was that clerk working there? Is she working there now?

What's with "these people"? Why do "these people" keep screwing things up? I'm glad i'm no longer wanting to work with "these people", coz working with them would embarass me as a Malaysian!

She tells me the 20th is free! After arguing about her incompetence, I then tell her to better give me the 20th. She says she'll call me back. She doesn't. So I call her. She says I could only get to do the test in May. I get pissed even more! I couldn't handle it, and tell her to call me when she's sure of everything, and be sure this time, or else...then, I slam the phone down in sheer anger, bloody anger!

I swear on Mongrel Dogs, I will never let my sister, or anyone I know go to that fuckin' driving school...NEVER!!! They fuckin' wasted my money, my time and commitment...

Now, I have made up my mind...no working with "those people", coz all I get is stupid, bloody migraines from their idiocy! Now, on to my venting:

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Firstly, I would like to start by saying, the weekend sucked! Supposedly, I was going to volunteer at SPCA, but one thing; the stars of the event were not the animals, instead it was...a VJ? Another thing; I got stood up by my good-for-nothing sister, who ditched me for a date with her good-for-nothing boyfriend! Anyway, my friend told me there were many, many volunteers! That's a good thing, right? I really wanted to go...but damn, that place is so far away, and I can't travel THAT far...as much as I love dogs, and wanna help, this is too much hassle, yo!

The second thing is, mom came back from the O.B.'s appointment with dad...looks like there's a few problems with the pregnancy. This is what I can't fathom...she could be in danger! Not to mention the baby! She started crying at home...my dad couldn't stay longer, as he had to work...so, he asked me and my sis to comfort her. What do you tell an expecting mother who just got some bad news? It's something about the placenta in the wrong location. If it doesn't move in the next 2-weeks, she's gonna be admitted, one month early! God, please let everything be okay! Please...

Another rant i've got to release...why is it always the idiot Malay-sians who seem to do stuff they can't handle? I'm proud to say that i've done a good job writing not one, but two articles for my former-school magazine. I was the one who edited my article, coz trust me, not even the teacher-in-charge, nor the editor-in-chief understood what I wrote about. They've asked me, "what is 'Gucci'...or 'dictates'...or 'vegetative'?"

WTF? And I sort of knew that this school had hired some incompetent idiots to publish the mag...so what? Not that 99% would understand what the hell I was writing, seeing the average student couldn't even read an Aesop fable without an English-BM dictionary, right? Okay, I'm being condescending here, but I can't help it! I wrote a pretty good article, which I am proud of...sarcastic, witty (ego-bitch tells it again!), yada, yada, yada...but what exactly is the fuckin' problem?

Clerical errors! Wouldn't YOU hate that? Readers wouldn't think of blaming the publishers, they will blame the writer for this sort of shit! In this kinda shizz, I really want my stuff to be perfect...is that so wrong?

The letters "L" were replaced by exclamation points (!), "I" with the number "9", and so much more, that even I, the writer, couldn't decipher my own article...for fuck's sake, people, be a little more competent, will you? Luckily, my other article, was typed ALMOST perfectly (which means, about 20% typing errors!)

It's stuff like this that makes me a control freak! The very article that I was proud of has become one of my worse shame...Damn, I even won an elocution contest for it! Now, on to my venting...

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Too much of you couldn't handle what I just said...so, I now camouflage the 'fucks and other stuff' with nice, frilly motifs! Enjoy!

Toodles...may the week not turn out to be a bitch!

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