This must be one of the greatest mystery of the week. The numbers of readers jump from 7 last week to 45 today. Hmmmmm…Maybe you guys want to drop a tag so that I know you are not some terrorists from Afghanistan?
I booked my traffic police test last week after given approval by my driving instructor.
I felt a sense of accomplishment after I saw the confirmation on the screen.
It was an accomplishment. Consider that I was able to pick myself up when I felt really discourage when I missed my basic theory test once and failed twice.
It was an accomplishment. Consider that I paid everything myself.
I booked my basic theory test four times. Missed one as I thought I would be overseas at that particular date when I’m not. (I came back the day before the test. It was too late. I had already canceled my test.)
Failed two times. (Not trying to give excuse. After failing two times, I thought I studied the test in such a great detail that there’s no reason why I could fail. I came out with the conclusion the book I have was outdated. ) I passed the third time.
I didn’t study much for the final theory test. I took the test, thinking that I would fail. I did not. My morale went up and immediately I went on to register for my provisional driving license. I thought since the provisional driving licenses last only 6 months. I better start my practical lesson as soon as possible.
Not knowing where to get a private driving instructor. Afraid that I might start procrastinating if I don’t get this driving lesson started while I’m still enthusiastic about it. I went on to do a Google search to find myself a driving instructor.
It was a risky move but it turn out to be not too bad. At least his rates are affordable. He has faith in me. (I roam around the streets and car park in the first lesson. Maybe everyone does that but I just didn’t expect myself to start driving in the first lesson. ) He doesn’t deliberately slow down the pace of the lesson so that he’s able to earn more.
All I need to do now is do stay focus and hopefully pass the test in one attempt.
I’m not sure what kind of guys that girls are looking out for. Isn’t it in stability? Or one that you can have fun together? Or one that can communicate and share your problems when you are feeling down.
I’m a dream chaser and the last thing on my mind is to conform myself to climb up the corporate ladder, have a stable job, slot you life only to look forward to only your weekend.
Neither am I a fun person. I am downright boring. Things I enjoy are coming up with business ideas and models or reading a book while slipping a cup of tea at a quiet café.
Neither am I comfortable or effective in communicating my thoughts and feelings.
I’m screw. Am I not?
Yes, but not by the conventional method. Not by what define the “giant” giant. Recognize your weakness, build on your strength and think of out of the norm and you are set to be a giant in your own rights.
Wearing a suit for work might be cool.