11th december.

i went back driving after a freaking long time.
and the signs were just not right i tell ya.
the moment i stepped out, the heavens gave way. the skies cried.
cried A LOT.

i walked through the shelter, then decided to take a cab to bbdc.
i waited in the shelter, then when i saw a cab, i got down the stairs to flag it down.
but it didnt stop. so me being me, instead of going back into the shelter, i walked the length to the bus stop.

and i didnt feel like i was getting wet in the rain. felt like some evil person was pouring pail after pail of water on my head.

and then, there are those heartless, while in the vehicle, who pointed at me as if i was a specimen.

all wet already, i was so in no mood to go driving.
but so i went, in a cab.
and had the worst experience in a long time.

my driving, no words for it.
close to it would be atrocious.
i half felt bad for my instructor.
but, he is a fucking fucked up asshole.

so much anger.
ya, he really is a bastard.
but then, recently, i met a REAL bastard.

ok never mind, i digress.
i gtg. to see rayn.