May 10, 2009 13:47
waking up for driving lessons in the morning reminded me of those dreadful piano lessons we used to have on early sunday mornings. it's that same dreadful feeling where your stomach sinks all the way to the bottom, you wake up thinking you are sick, you feel like going to the toilet every five minutes of so and basically, you hate the clock as it slowly ticked to the hour.
oh yes, i really dread driving lessons as much as i did piano lessons when i was much younger. though i suspect i'll feel equally contented that at least i knew how to read and appreciate music as i would know how to drive a MANUAL car should i pass my test next week.
after getting a horrific hour and a half of shouting, screaming and yelling from my dear old instructor yesterday, i went home filled with angst. i felt that he was being totally unreasonable, expecting me to be able to cruise through the circuits as if i've been practicing for a million times when it was my very first time in there. and i really hate the fact that he mumbles when he gives instructions, but yells at the top of his voice when he gets angry, or when i make a mistake. when i ask him again whether to turn left or right after he mumbled something that i thought was instructions, he would give me that pissed off stare. yeah right. it's my fault to double check (my clinical supervisors would beg to differ!!!) and if i do the wrong thing, i get scolded again.
some people just cant make up their minds, can they?
but today was slightly better. less yelling and screaming. but instead of talking to me (i usually ask him to shut up esp when i'm driving, cos i simply cannot concentrate when he's talking to me!) he left the radio on. i cant decide which was worse - him talking or the non-stop radio. as it is, there are already so many things i have to watch out for on the roads, and i sure can do without some additional disturbances. grr.
so it's the last lesson before the test date itself. i really hope a miracle will happen and i'll pass the test so that i dun have to put myself through such torture ever again. with only sixteen lessons in the bag, i really really really need a major miracle to happen.
please send all the good vibes coming my way for tues. i promise to be an extremely careful driver on the roads!