i hate driving.
it is supposed to be a first time experience for almost every malaysian cuz they can afford it and it is not normal to not have a license. so it is supposed to be something everyone looking forward to and showing off to other people when they get their license...
however,
after 4 class,
i discover that I REALLY HATE DRIVING.
it is damn difficult.
i hate it to the extend that i want to stop driving during my lesson and tell the teacher that i want to go home. i hate it to the extend that i want to cry while parking. i hate it to the extend that i am crying thinking about it and blogging about it.
i really do not understand what is so nice about driving. everytime i hear the sound of engine, i have a phobia.
yes, i am afraid of anything related to car now. not sure about being in the passenger seat though.
i do not want to attend my stupid blinking class tomorrow. i hate driving.
if only i know the strongest word for hate.
i do not like corners cuz i do not know how much to turn the blinking steering.
i do not like traffic lights cuz it takes time for the car to move.
i do not like traffic jam cuz the car in front move very little while i am supposed to know how hard i should press on my acceleration pedal. and the blinking clutch.
i still do not know which gear i am in.
i still cannot see that the road is 2% sloped downwards which i need to control brake.
i still cannot see that my car is moving to the right.
I BLINKING HATE DRIVING. F IT.
it is supposed to be a first time experience for almost every malaysian cuz they can afford it and it is not normal to not have a license. so it is supposed to be something everyone looking forward to and showing off to other people when they get their license...
however,
after 4 class,
i discover that I REALLY HATE DRIVING.
it is damn difficult.
i hate it to the extend that i want to stop driving during my lesson and tell the teacher that i want to go home. i hate it to the extend that i want to cry while parking. i hate it to the extend that i am crying thinking about it and blogging about it.
i really do not understand what is so nice about driving. everytime i hear the sound of engine, i have a phobia.
yes, i am afraid of anything related to car now. not sure about being in the passenger seat though.
i do not want to attend my stupid blinking class tomorrow. i hate driving.
if only i know the strongest word for hate.
i do not like corners cuz i do not know how much to turn the blinking steering.
i do not like traffic lights cuz it takes time for the car to move.
i do not like traffic jam cuz the car in front move very little while i am supposed to know how hard i should press on my acceleration pedal. and the blinking clutch.
i still do not know which gear i am in.
i still cannot see that the road is 2% sloped downwards which i need to control brake.
i still cannot see that my car is moving to the right.
I BLINKING HATE DRIVING. F IT.
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