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So let me tell you about my day so far as it is only 10 in the morning. I went to bed around midnight but of course didn't fall asleep untill 1 or 1:30 who even knows. I finally fall asleep only to be awaked again at 4 in the morning and again my nerves got the best of me. This time i layed awake tossing and turning untill 5:00am. It then comes around to about 6 and i hear my dad waking my brother up for work and i think to myself i only have 20 minutes left to sleep! It seemed as soon as i layed my head on the pillow i was picking it back up to the blaring sound of my radio. I got straight up and jumped in the shower, got out did my hair all fast and makeup and walked downstairs to have a bowl of cereal. i guess this would have been around 7 or so and my dad had just gotten up! Of course i started freaking out because i thought i wasn't going to have enough time to practice...i NEED TIME TO PRACTICE!! we fianlly made it too the car, put the key in the ignition backed up and a way i was. Through ryan's neiborhood and then nicole's and then other random places vigorously learning how to parallel park before my road test.
Looking at the time and then looking at my dad i knew it was time, i had 40 minutes to get there ontime. Trying to find my way out of nicole's neiborhood was awful i kept running into deadends or streets that i had no idea where the they went, finally made it out on the main road. The whole time i was thinking that i was going to go home i'm not ready i don't wanna do this i'm nervous, don't be nervous, remember to stop BEFORE the stopsign watch for pedestrians, check your blindspot, do this do that...DON"T FORGET.
My dad said make a right at the sign i saw it, in blue and while letters it read EMERSON. I pulled up behind a bus... damn wrong spot , have to pull up in front of the bus. I put my Right directional and then i was on the curb again. I was about 5 minutes early so i was good and then the people before were on a motorcycle. I spotted the van behind me and out came a stocky round middle-aged man with glasses. He got in the car asked how i was doing i said pretty good and asked him the same question. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO PUKE, MY PALMS WERE SWEATY, MY LEG WAS SHAKING, I HAD TO PEE! He told me to go down this certain road and make a right and do all my other stuff, k-turn and them my parallel park and back around and i ended up back on EMERSON. I pulled up to the curb, put the car in park and then turned it off. He looked at me and said lets see how you did, this long reciept looking thing with writing on it printed out of this handheld device. He said that he needed my signature, i could barly write it i was shaking so much, he looked at me and said that i have to keep this sheet of paper with me and my permit at all times while i'm driving as my temporary license and my real license will come in the mail in 2 to 3 weeks.
I DIED.
Looking at the time and then looking at my dad i knew it was time, i had 40 minutes to get there ontime. Trying to find my way out of nicole's neiborhood was awful i kept running into deadends or streets that i had no idea where the they went, finally made it out on the main road. The whole time i was thinking that i was going to go home i'm not ready i don't wanna do this i'm nervous, don't be nervous, remember to stop BEFORE the stopsign watch for pedestrians, check your blindspot, do this do that...DON"T FORGET.
My dad said make a right at the sign i saw it, in blue and while letters it read EMERSON. I pulled up behind a bus... damn wrong spot , have to pull up in front of the bus. I put my Right directional and then i was on the curb again. I was about 5 minutes early so i was good and then the people before were on a motorcycle. I spotted the van behind me and out came a stocky round middle-aged man with glasses. He got in the car asked how i was doing i said pretty good and asked him the same question. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO PUKE, MY PALMS WERE SWEATY, MY LEG WAS SHAKING, I HAD TO PEE! He told me to go down this certain road and make a right and do all my other stuff, k-turn and them my parallel park and back around and i ended up back on EMERSON. I pulled up to the curb, put the car in park and then turned it off. He looked at me and said lets see how you did, this long reciept looking thing with writing on it printed out of this handheld device. He said that he needed my signature, i could barly write it i was shaking so much, he looked at me and said that i have to keep this sheet of paper with me and my permit at all times while i'm driving as my temporary license and my real license will come in the mail in 2 to 3 weeks.
I DIED.