March 24, 2008

• Failure.

  
  

  So……………. yeaaaaaaaaaah. I failed my G. Nice black man as my examiner. Well-spoken, i mean like.. excruciatingly nice. BUT MARKS LIKE A BITCH!

  
  

  I fail to believe that I am the stereotypical chinese woman driver that lack peripheral vision and/or driving skills. I assure you, I CAN DRIVE. Just not accordingly to the law.

  
  

  For God’s sake, how many frikken times do I have to prove to you that I checked my blind spot!!! Bah.

  
  

  Kua, I don’t want to hear a THING from you.

  
  

  Anyway, I’m gonna hear about this during dinner time. I AM Chinese after all. Failure do not resonate very well in Chinese families. Especially when my dad is a driving instructor. And yeah, we’re Chinese. Oh did I say that already?

  
  

  To depict the harsh reality that it has brought upon me, no other image could delineate it more accurately than Japanese anime. Note, I drew this myself.

  
  

  

  
  

  That’s me in the middle. Yeep. And there’s the teardrop on the right. Some dark vertical lines to emphasize failure. A black cloud and a lightning bolt zapping my ass for bad luck. And of course, how could I ever forget the smelly pile of turd to the left, complete with stink lines and flies surrounding the vicinity.

  
  

  Sigh.

  • 2:38 pm
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