*cellphone starts ringing*

i pick it up and there's this person speaking malay to me. i didnt even understand what the dude was talking about. he was mumbling, or so i thought. anyway, i deduced that it was probably another drunk person who dialled the wrong number and so, started to say hello. many many times. in a seriously annoyed manner. i tried to make him realise he was talking to a really, really annoyed teenage boy.

and then when he didnt hang up, i got really irritated. i took the phone away from my ear and started shouting loudly, directly into the receiver.

then i suddenly heard him say something about a driving test and undang-undang.

holy guacamole! he was the man who's gonna fetch me to the driving centre for the test tomorrow!

i felt horrible. embarrassed. harga diri went down the drain. *CRINGE*