Apr 11, 2005 17:46
Well, those of you who know what I've been going through this past month or two, allow me to add on one more cherry to the wonderful sundae of torment...
Today, approximatley 10:38 a.m. I failed my road test. Thank you road test fairy for making my life just that more miserable. This past year, from ther people who've said, "Don't get the Jamaican lady," and, "Make sure you don't get the Jamaican woman," and even, "You don't want the fat black lady who speaks with a Jamaican accent," I've learned that this infamous Jamaican chick had to be no good.
To my relief, I didn't get -the- Jamaican lady, but to my dismay, I got -a- Jamaican lady, and it was HER FIRST DAY ON THE JOB. BETTER YET, I WAS HER FIRST EVER STUDENT! This is the point in the entry when I yell, MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE FUCK YOUR MOTHER AND SHOOT HER IN THE FACE WITH A SNIPER AND LICK YOURSELF!!!! *&^%$#@!!!!!!
So I get in the driver's seat, wait until she's ready, turn on the car and I went. Yes, I signaled and checked both mirrors and blind spots when leaving the curb, although that monster of a human claimed I failed to do so. I did the test, drove perfectly, and came back, and all the fatass said was, "Make sure you reschedule your road test soon.
Okay, okay, so anyone who knows me, (or my mom, especially my mom) knows that when someone does something that bothers me so much to the point where I want to rip them a new asshole, I WILL RIP THEM A NEW ASSHOLE. I don't do it often, but it has happenend.
I told my mom what happenend, and both she and I went over the bitch who was "Jamaican Me Crazy" and we asked her what the fuck was her problem. She said, AND I QUOTE: "Ah man I'm going on my break. She failed the test. Just reschedule it," with this hoochie Jamaican swang. I didn't know if i wanted to die laughing because she started the sentence with "Ah man" or kill her because I was convinced she was in a rush to go on her break so she just failed me.
Seriously, what the fuck.
Well my mom bitched and argued and fought with these road test nazis until other parents started comming up with us and argued on our behalf, even the parents to the kids who passed. It was a revolution unlike any other. The day the road test ladies got a taste of their own medicine. MOTHER FUCKING COCK SUCKER EAT YOUR FUCKING SHIT AND WASH YOUR DICK WITH IT!!! And I'm not sorry for the offensive language, I am pissed off like woah!
So today I was supposed to hear from both UMASS and Emerson again, UMASS has a glitch in their system and I wont find out until this Friday. Whatever. Emerson just never called me, and when I called them to see what the fuck was taking so damn long, I left a message on some chick's machine asking her to call back today and it's now passed 5:00 and their offices are closed.
So this is the day I had people. It's all up in the air. I have to retake the test. I have to call Emerson tomorrow. I have to wait until Friday for UMASS, and what blows is that if I don't go to either school, im going to be too late to put in the deposit for Hofstra's suites. FUCK.
The only good thing that maade me smile was that I got my **Prom dress** and It fits soo great. I'm acctually starting to get excited. Oh and 1 a.m. on Friday, Maria, Kelly, Adi, and I, leave to go to Busch Gardens and act like crazy kids!!!!! Yay! Good stuff, I know....
Ok well, it's official. I hate big, fat, black, Jamaican road test bitches.
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