Can't Think Of A Perfect Title For This....

I'm talking about last Saturday. I was in this "bengkel " thing for my motorcycle license. God!!! For those who have wanted to go for bengkel on Saturdays and Tuesdays, here's what I'm gonna tell you all..................................... DON'T EVER DO THAT EVEN IF YOUR GRANDMOTHER IS DYING TO SEE YOU GET A DRIVER'S LICENSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow, that was harsh! Haha...... But this is no laughing matter, in the package the government gave to us, it says "6 hours modul". Trust me, this is not true. I reached the station at about 8 o'clock and the stupid course ended at 4.30 p.m. Man, you call that 6 hours? More like 8! And, the motorcycles there were like shit!!! Although they regularly overhaul them, trust me, you will not want to put your life under custody for riding on them. The brakes on my bike was creepy, it was very very strong, and I received no warning about it. I went through the entire course in gear 3( which is kinda fast), and by the end of the course, I looked like a belly dancer. Man! Everytime I step on the brakes, the damn thing stopped immediately. My waist endured constant suffering from that one. I walked like a snake after the training, with my waist twitching to the sides of my body. It was absolute hell!!!(Luckily I have quite a thick layer of fat around my waist, otherwise my hip bones will gonna look like they got run over by a truck!) Well, that's it. What's the moral of the story? Go learn driving in Singapore, they offer better motorcycles.Hahaha...