sevenhelz

erm, driving test was yesterday (well, technically the day before). i did not throw up from nerves, though i did wake at five in the morning with my insides writhing. also when i finally go back to sleep i had an, erm, interesting dream in which i knew i had to be up early because at half nine someone was taking me to the hospital to have a baby the next day... hmmm. possibly the thing i am most terrified of in the world has been replaced by The Dreaded Test of Doom. meh.

well, i wont keep you in suspense any longer... i'm sure the tension's just killing you...
i got three minor faults :)
and, erm, four major ones. which means, i failed, four times.

so i think pulling away from the test centre into an oncoming car was probably bad... yeah, then reversing round a corner and up a kerb was another... the other two were just embarrassing, apparently i had a right indicator on when going left and at one point the instructor turned the wheel (!) because she thought i was going to hit a parked car on the left :@ i'm so annoyed about that one because okay she's the experienced driver and, sitting on the left, can see that side more clearly... but i'm still 99% sure i would not have touched it. silly woman.

in other news, i still have remnants of my happy face that lies to people when i'm down. poo.
RAmen