I said my first F-word

Said from the bottom of my heart, lungs, gall bladder.
With conviction, certainty and considerable amounts of pent up frustration.
And it gives a therapeutic relief.

It has nothing to do with the way I drive.
It's the downright STUPID way the Cathay carpark was built.
That a driver has to go through a STUPID driving test everytime he's there.
Now the car has a great big dent and catfight-like scratches.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. No, not the word.
"I HATE THE STUPID CATHAY CARPARK"