I whip my hair back and forth.

Guess what? I've passed the JPJ test yesterday. I'll be receiving the driving license next week, I guess. To be honest, I was nervous the night before the test cause I still think I don't know how to drive. Come on, my lesson was like not up to 5 hours, how can I not be nervous? I can barely sleep that night. So, yeah, I pray to calm myself. I woke the next morning thinking, 'What if I failed? I don't want to go back there. Its hell!' Yeah, that was pretty much the things I've been thinking the whole morning. I even asked a lot of questions to my father. HAHAHA. I was so screwed. But, I managed to act all cool when I was at the institute cause I got my Sudoku with me. I was getting anxious when I heard a lot of them were there to repeat the test. They mostly fail the test in the circuit. Again, how can I not be nervous? I hate the circuit. I was lucky that I my test was on-the-road first and did I mentioned a cool JPJ officer? HAHAHA. I passed the test on-the road, 19/20. I think the JPJ officer tried so hard to be cool cause I know I did some mistakes and he gave me 19. Way to cool! Oh oh, while waiting for my turn before the on-the-road test, there was this one guy trying to kill me in public. How can somebody be so heartless? I mean, smoking calmly next to me like he's so hip and stuff, pfft.. I was fortunate that I didn't die. HAHAHA. Okay, that was to much drama! Back to the story, I passed the test in the circuit as well. How awesome is that? And I just have to smile when I met this one girl who have to repeat the test. I asked her a question about some stuff in the circuit and it was funny enough to me when she said, gunung. How can we drive up the gunung? HAHAHA. I said bukit a few times, but she still prefer gunung so, what more can I say? HAHAHA.

Who said I don't?

PS: My mum bought me another book. Well, she paid, I choose. The Gift written by who else if not Cecelia Ahern. HAHAHA. I'm so gonna buy all her books. One at a time-lah. I've read 3 of her books. 2 of them were borrowed. This is my second time buying her books. Who cares, anyway? HAHAHA.

The moral of the story is..