So I go and wait what seems like forever and 8 years until 2:00. We arrive at the testing place and wait patiently for them to call my name. Out comes Mr. Oldguywholooksangry looking around for me. Joy.
Just to make this story much shorter and less painful for me, I'm going to skip ahead. I drive. I do okay. I stop at a stop sign and turn left. But what do you know, there's a car who was coming towards me. I failed because I apparently made this car slow down. Now people, it was a safe turn! I promise I am not dumb! It was really stupid.
So I was super super angry about failing, went into a spiraling depression for the rest of the night, and hoped and prayed that I would pass tomorrow at Eastland. The next morning, we get there at 6:30, (we were prepared this time!) and got a driving time at 10:00! Wooo!
And to make this story shorter, basically I got this really chill Hawaiian dude as my test person, he was fantastic, and I passed with ease. I was so relieved, let me tell you! Here's a picture, just because I don't like posts sans pictures.
So I'm sorry for the lack of posts lately, I did recently get a job at Panera Bread, yay! So I haven't had much time to do anything, but I get paid! Thank the heavens! So I ask that you are patient of me. Thank you.
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