my complicated life

i have been praying for three miracles... one's my IELTS exam last September (which i passed with flying colors). the second one is passing my driving exam and getting a license which luckily, i got today!!! yiippppeeee!!!!!!!! yep, i didn't bribed the police, neither do i made pa-cute effect. haha. even if i did, i don't think it'll make any difference. haha.

anyhow, after my sacrifices of waking up early and taking a 9-day practice driving class from 5:50 to 6:50AM, my effort has paid off. i had my exam in the Muroor area and i was asked to make a u-turn, a left turn and a right turn. i did so soooo smoothly. hehe. even my driving wheel control was excellent. aherm. kaya ayun, i was so happy when the police officer told me that i did passed.

i was in the testing area around 7AM. i was the third one who arrived among all the examinees. after more than an hour of waiting, two trips to the washroom and meeting a fellow pinay who's a stuck-up, examination was announced to start. my name was called with a young local lady examinee as the second batch to be put in the testing field. a lady police summoned us to the parking area. my fellow examinee walked past me and immediately took the backseat of the testing car with the policewoman. of course, i had no choice but to sit infront where another police officer, a poiceman, was sitting. i positioned myself properly, adjusted the mirrors and waited for the police's instructions. i started the car and let the first testing car passed by and then i slowly followed the same path, going outside the headquarter's ground. the police asked me to speed up which i did so. i manouvered the car with confidence, pressed the break smoothly when needed and have been using the mirrors with the six-second rule awareness. i was able to follow all of the police's instructions quite well and i was really driving with confidence. when my turn to show off my driving prowess was finished, i was asked to stop the car and exchange places with the arabic lady examinee who was sitting on the backseat. she drove the car for the next 10 minutes or so and she was the one to brought the car back to the headquarter's grounds. we both got off the car and waited for the police's assessment result. the young arabic lady was nice and i am sincerely hoping that we will both passed the exam. however, she was not able to please the policeman enough with her driving. i, on the other hand, got the long-awaited "clean" testing paper from the policeman, signifying i did not make any driving-related mistake. yep, i am ready for the UAE road! =)

sorry about this early morning of venting... i received this in my email kasi. addressed to me and some of my officemates... PI nga pala yung acronym ng office namin. hehe. name palang, cursed na.

yun lang. i dunno i was included in the list and i also dunno what Kaffers are or who they (or we as the email claimed) are. ewan ko kung ito yung laging nagpupunta sa Kaffeteria... :D then, i am wrongfully accused. lagi akong nagkakape, pero hindi sa kaffeteria. hay. what a day... magkapag-kape nga muna.

my baby's not a baby anymore. he's a growing toddler.. a naughty one actually. a few weeks back, he has developed this habit of bumping his head on walls or doors when i try to scold him. it's his way of escaping from the scolding because he knew that i would instead try to stop him from getting himself hurt. anyway, i was advised to just leave him alone when he does this. dedma kumbaga. and so i did. maybe, at one point, he realized that it's hurting him and it's pointless to do so anymore, since i was not minding him anyway. after that, he resorted to bumping his head on cushions. he'd look for bed or sofa where he could bump his head when i get mad at him. hehe. wise.

but mommy's wiser... i still didn't mind him when he does his new little trick. i would continue with the scolding and plays dedma while he bumps his head on cushions.

alongside with this, when we are both in good mood. i would teach him how to make the sign of the cross. sometimes, when i say "in the name of the father...", he would continuously point his tight fist or forefinger on his head or down his chest or across his shoulders. laging kulang.. hehe. but then, when he did make one complete sign of the cross, i would be so happy and i'd praise him by clapping and saying "very good!".

yesterday, while i was concentratedly watching TV, he came to my side. i thought that he's gonna get up the sofa and sit beside me. but then, he quickly bit one of my toes!!! i was shocked and got angry instantly! i scolded him bad, telling him that it's a very, very bad thing to do... blah.. blah... blah.. with my high-pitched angry voice. guess what he did... he made a complete sign of the cross. hahaha. and i stopped being angry anymore. from then on, when i am really crossed at him, he'd make his "sign of the cross" tactic at me. =)