a long journey

i just retook my o level mother tongue paper. chicken feet sey. ok uh. and i managed to do it so fast. the letter writing was something about best teacher contest. nominate one of the teacher that have contributed a lot. and my compo i chose narrative. hurrhurr. the paper 2 was easy. no tough tough bina ayat. haha. it was all fucking easy. and yes. im damn happy.

but den im damn pissed off with the head examination guy. well he look so much like apek with his white sloppy shirt and his blue dropping pants. he really look like a contractor than a teacher. everyone was laughing at him. his english sux. but hey no offence. judging by his attire i knew way before that he must be a chinese-teaching teacher.

why im pissed with him is that first he started the paper late. it was supposed to start at 8 am SHARP. but he started it at 8.11 am. ok big deal but that was late. we finish later of course. and i though we wouldnt have to start late again for our second paper. but he startedit late again. that is 10 minutes late. after the exam paper is collected. he asked us to stay where we are in the hall while he checked all, i mean ALL the papers on his OWN. we waited for another freaking 20 minutes for him to finish his fucking duty.ergh! then we are released.

i have to meet someone and i was late because of his delay. shit ! im freaking mad. whatever.

another sweetest escape
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