I spent last Saturday battling with Facebook over the five hundred plus photos taken during the camp, and at night, I went to have a nice jog. I was too over-confident over myself for the one Sunday was not enough to study, unless, I was not at home to get distracted. I did not take Monday morning off to study at home, whereas, I had to do relief duties to lose more than half of the time.
I had my lunch packeted into the staff room so that I could multi-task. The weather was hot and I was wet by the time I reached the MRT. In my fatigue, I almost took the wrong train but managed to hop out of it before the doors closed. The walk from Bukit Gombak MRT towards the Bukit Batok Driving Centre was long. My mind was unclear somehow. I forgot what documents I was supposed to bring along for the test and I was not sure of the classroom as well. I sat outside classroom 1 and dozed off without further studying.
I supposed most of the bangalas who took basic theory did not pass and thus, the room was filled with mostly, Singaporeans. The seats besides me were empty at first. At the end of the briefing, an old uncle took the one on my left and started grumbling like as if the world owed him money. He had also applied some weird smelling oil that almost killed me through my nose. While I was double-checking my answers, many people left, including the babe sitting diagonally across me. I was shocked when the annoying uncle left his seat with a “PASSED” on the touch-screen LCD monitor. I kept telling myself I should never lose to him.
I was not very confident of some of my answers and one of them was even a guess. I knew I had done my best for probably not many people had gone through the questions twice like me. I clicked the submit button and I knew my effort paid.
Strangely, I was not very excited over my success.
Wednesday morning, I was relieved because there was no relief duty. Walking into the office was like torturing myself inside a big freezer without clothes on. Thus, I moved to an empty classroom to do my remaining studies for the basic theory test.
I received my new project before the holidays even started, which boss wanted me to work on when school reopened. Workload was far from what I was expecting. I decided to leave it for the next week after my test and FYP presentation before starting to reckon my brain.
Joy offered to send me over to BBDC for my test in the afternoon but I did not want to trouble her. In the midst of my meeting, she went to packet her lunch. Mei Hoe and Daniel went out without me since they thought I was not joining them as well. In the end, I went down to the canteen to packet my meal.
It started raining right before I was about to leave the office. I walked to Clementi MRT station like usual and took the train to Bukit Gombak station. It took me around twenty minutes for a slow walk over to BBDC. I waited outside classroom 1 where more people arrived. I was quite amazed with the number of bangala. I saw one of them using a very old book and I thought I was lucky enough to be using Kevin’s one, which he used three years ago.
The guy in charge of the room was very polite. We did the test with a touch screen monitor and I supposed someone who used the station before me had trained his fingers well that the surface of the monitor was rough. Before I could finish the test, a Chinese guy had left the room. A China lady failed her test and the staff had to explain to her that she had to get another test date. Whereby, when I was doing my checking for all the questions, the smelly Bangala besides me had not even finished half of the fifty questions. I clicked the “end” button to confirm that I passed.
I was not really surprised that I could do it since they allowed five out of fifty questions to be answered wrongly. I had passed my theory during my army days with perfect score, and the toughness was similar. Being the fourth person to walk out of the room, and probably the only one with a satisfied face, I was quite proud of myself.
I waited outside to get my PDL and witnessed a rude China man arguing with the counter lady, debating over her claim of him being rude. I was disgusted when he said that he was a PR.
I took the same route back to the train. It was yet time for me to relax myself, but at least I managed to take a little break inside the train, though I was standing all the way as usual.
My other worries after passing the basic theory test were the finding of private instructor and the advanced theory, which I had no clue about.
Driving Basic Theory Test can be so difficult that the questions are not for humans to answer, or probably, it requires a human with at least IQ190 in order to pass it.
It was not my idea to be committed anymore for there was more things for me to focus on, or rather, I could have spent more time resting instead. I ended up joining Jingkun for lunch at 1pm instead of the rest at 12pm. I did not take breakfast because my mum woke up late.
Jingkun and I made our way to Bukit Timah food centre. It was a good place for there seemed to be quite a handful of babes around. I wanted to take western food but one of the stalls was not selling it for maybe they wanted to try switching to fried hokkien mee or whatever. I took a long queue for a plate of chicken rice, but it tasted quite okay.
After lunch, Jingkun sent me down to BBDC. It was his idea and finally I registered for an account so that I could book my basic theory. I felt ashamed for having him to push me to do it.
I had a busy afternoon walking around, being requested for helps and also to confirm some issues with my boss. Bernard sent Weiming, Mdm Seet and I to Dover MRT station and I reached Plaza Singapura quite early. I took my dinner at Long John Silver’s alone since none of my group members was early, before making my disappointing way to the crowded and small Daiso outlet.
Next, I proceeded straight to The Cathay’s Starbucks where Jeremy joined me soon after. I was badly distracted by the hot girls walking past and sitting nearby.
Due to the commitments, I took my medicine only once for the day, totally forgotten about it except in the late afternoon.
