I actually don't really get what's the big deal about someone getting their Probation License at first.
Everyone would always be like, OH, I GOT MY P! I GOT MY P!


Then I'd be like, SO?

Now I truly realize how this insignificant piece of plastic could make someone so happy.


I went through 8 months of worrying about my P, failing twice and retaking classes and exams under the beating hot sun/ in some kampung area, wasting all my time and effort, draining my strength and sweat, enduring not doing anything while stoning for ages while awaiting my turn, And Of course, sitting in the puke-infested van back home again and again from Gombak and Kajang.

Seriously this 'thing' has been one of the stresses that caused the sudden major outburst of pimples on my forehead. Thank god for bangs.

If you look closely, I have black hair in the picture on my License. Yes, I took 8 months just to get a license which felt like decades.
Now It's my turn to say, I GOT MY P!!! FINALLY!!!

Bloody Hell.

Oh, and did you know my scholarship can't be used anymore for my second sem? It's because I'm 0.3% short of sustaining it.

And the super retarded shitty cause of it? COMPUTING.
I had all B's and ONE C.
I studied blardy hard for that subject due to the disgusting incompetence of my lecturer.
NOW, because of that ONE subject, I have to pay the RM2k+ that I should be saving. Bloody Shit.

I am SOO damn angry because he didn't teach me anything and yet have the BALLS to give me a low grade.
I studied every single tip he gave and memorized it. STILL, not enough. I remembered answering the paper quite quickly and it wasn't really on a 10 on a 1-10 Hard scale. I could seriously switch colleges this instant.