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10/9/2008 Kagehoushi's Log:20080910.0433 What is my exact feeling right now? Who knows, even myself doesn't. After busted two driver knowledge tests with $35 dollars budget in total, and now, finally aced it by the third time with another $17 doolars, this bullcrap has been eating me alive since I was ripped by this money trap. With a uncontrollably happy mood (passing the test deserves to make you feel happy), the examinor ordered me to take another visual test. Um, too much pressure for my eye-babes and that all I saw were double-edged Arabic numbers.
So here it went...
"Can you see the 6th row clearly?"
"I think so, but I think I can give it a try."
"Okay, please read the 5th row to me."
"..."
"@#$&^---&%#!^---#*!~%"...
"Alrite, that's it, you read the entire last 5th row wrong, so I suggest you see a doctor first, then come back to us with the result, then we can complete a licence for ya."
"..."
After all these technical mistakes, I found myself possibly could have altered the result by saying: "Um, my eyes are perfectly healthy...But I think it becomes a problem to let my eyes see through optic lenses 'cus I'v never done that before, and in the result of it I may exprience discomfort in my eyeballs or vision disorders. Therefore I'd better try something else instead of this experimental apparatus." (with an adultly professional tone so that she won't agressively tackle back...)
However, too late for that untold feedback to her. Things that are done are done[dong-dong], regretting is useless. Now I'm facing seeing a doctor, btw I hate hospitals, they make baby cry.
Bad things aren't just this, this is counted as a pleasant feature of all my miseries. Coming-ups are taking school and finding a job. High school upgrading program starts from Sep15, not many days far away now. I also have sent out few resumes to some job hirers, but no call-back yet. The most perfect job I desired was a magzine layout designer, I'm giving all my hopes on this subject, but it has been two days from the date I emailed it my crappy resume with a one-paragraph cover letter thingy. I don't wanna believe I can just fail by doing things so carelessly, and this time it may give me a real shock.
Where is my hope? and faith?..."Hope & Faith?" hahah, that's funny...
Funnier things also took eager places at this business confrontation: Hahah, he's so young...she points at the picture in my passport...'yeah yeah, I was 14'...You passed the test? 'Yes, I did.' Oh excellent, then that'll come to $64.45...'Okay (taking out the money)', not now, you will have to do something else before that. ---I fainted...
Tsk tsk...
Leaving the registry anyway,
Passing by Wal-Mart, to stay.
Ear-drops (a product of ear phones) for everyday,
And ranch dressing on the salad tray.
Randy want'd a peach lotion spray.
I can afford, so I'll be okay.
"Spore" game out to play,
Sixty dollar' is so hard to pay...
Too much stuff I've got for today,
Wiped out the half that I saved fro‘ May...
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A chiken should sit on a tuck of hay,
Otherwise she can't lay.... (Off the main poem, sorry...)
中文写起来麻烦点了、日本語にも難しいので、どうか書きませんでしたけど。
>Log ends...
>>Kagehoushi out... |
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