Friday, April 01, 2005

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

cana't be bothered to edit

so that's why 3 entries in a day. heh! oh well.... having a guest in the house wasn't that bad but i juz couldn't get much work done. i juz don't like it when someone i'm not close to juz makes my place theirs. hey... if u help me clean the house and contribute to my household expenses, i don't mind at all. but if u don't pls ask me if u wann do anyhting with MY stuff. a'ait!?

nieway! i SWEAR! i BELIEVE tt ozzies are BUNCH OF IGNORANT MOTHERFUCKERS! i applied for my basic theory test the other day.
~i have E-VISA. so there's no stamp or letter on the passport. and she told me that she can't check it coz they (the ozie transport authority) didn't hav a way to check. how idiotic... the morons. if cannot chEck den don't introduce online stuff la. bodoh! she even asked her freakin supervisor if they can accept my application form to scare me! omg! i was starring daggers, pistols, machine guns and knife at her already. u gonna make me scared for being honest? pistol betol! she said they have no way to be sure if i am a 'legal' student or not coz i don't have my proof (visa). I HAD MY FREAKIN STUDENT CARD FOR THE YEAR 2005 U ASSHOLE! HOW ILLEGAL CAN I GET!? to make things difficult, she said i don't even have an ozie immigration stamp for entering or leaving the country. she made a fool of herself obviously. i told her that i do have the stamp, juz that she didn't look for it properly. i think that made her pissed coz i was right and she was wrong. well... she found the stamp indeed! stoopid woman!
~ and when i filled up my form, i didn't put in my 'binte' coz its more of a title than a name to me. so this bitch of a customer service person told me off. she doesn't know about our 'bin & binte' system works obviously. she insisted that i HAVE to put all my name. so.. okay, fine (bitch), my fault this time. she pointed out to me that my student id had my full name so i should put my full name on the license when i get one as well.
~she asked for a prove of address and i gave my bank letter. (she couldn't find any fault with me with that).
~den! (this wraps the show) she asked me to pay. i gave my eftpos card (atm for us singaporeans). on that card, my name was only Julianah Jamal. u know wud she said? "no i can't accept that. there's inconsistencies in the name". i tell you! i wanted to cry! i wanted to scream at her! i wanted to strangle her already! not only was she rude, she spoke to me in a manner that suggested i had difficulty in understanding english! (and WE'RE the ones having grammar and phoenic lessons in school!!!!!!!!!!!!!). so i told her that the names in the bank cards don't matter, its the number and the signature that's important. i even showed her the freakin bank letters and told her to check my account number on the card and the letter AND SHE STILL INSISTED THAT SHE COULDN'T USE IT. "this is australia miss. your name is very important here" well what if two people have the same freakin name (u stoopid bitch!). i even showed her my debit and sub-cards provin to her that its the account number and the signature that's important. and she tried to scare me again! "i will have to show my supervisor this and we'll see what he says". this time, my voice loud already la...... i think most ppl could hear me by then. my reply to her when she tried to scare me wit her supervisor, " YES PLEASE! BY ALL MEANS! I WANT TO SEE HIM TOO" but the bitch went inside some office and came out a minnit later tellin me that her 'supervisor' would accept it this time. her colleagues were already lookin at me by then. i dunno what their look was tellin me la..... out of pity, or admiration for tellin her what she needed to know or the 'not another victim' look. i don't care already by then. its ur stoopid system. blame it on ur stoopid government, not on technology. she insisted that i MUST change my name in on the bank card. she threatened to call the bank to report the inconsistency in the name and i said they won't care about the name, its the account number that they need. if u wanna call, go ahead. since the 'supervisor' allowed it that time (only), she won't call. she kept telling me that i hafta change the card. this time, i did it dolna style. i juz stared at her blankly. my back was killing me (the only thing on my mind was my prescribed morphine tablets), i was standing too long and i juz couldn't be bothered. if she wanted to look like an arse, i wasn't gonna join her. i didn't say anything when she instructed me to go and take the test. i juz shut the fuck up. (and of course, i gave her my killer jeling). nasib baik tak juling kau!
~i took the test next to man and we obviously cheated la! asked each other how to do.

in the end, BOTH OF US FAILED.

peace out everybody. have a good weekend.

+ > the glamour babe posted at 12:28 AM < +