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Yeah, I'm *actually* updating. I didn't think it was possible anymore. I haven't abandoned my LJ or anything. I'd blame it on the always quiet summer, but I've noticed that I've averaged about 1 post for every 2 months this past year. Oops.
I'd meant to update about the LOTR Howard Shore Concert I went to in July, which was memorable enough on it's own, but became even more so after the concert ended when I ended up being harrassed by this creepy guy who wouldn't leave me alone. Fun. But I started repressing, and time passed, so it never happened. I'll probably post about it later.
The reason I'm updating now, is to announce the fact that I got my driver's license!. Okay, so yeah, I'm 19. Just got it. It didn't actually take me that long to work on getting the license, just one spring and two summers, including this one, but when you put a year between each, it kind of stacks up.
Let me preface this by saying: I don't like to drive. At all. It's like Math to me. I can do it, but I'd like to avoid it. Despite this my mom has been focused on the idea that a license is the most important thing in the world. Nearly everyday, I'd be forced to go out and drive around. I think my mom was under the impression that if I skipped even one day, everything I know about cars would be forgotten and I'd have to start all over.
See, I just have a bad history with the DoL, which has led me to taking the driving test 4 times, failing 3 times, and trying (and failing) to just take the driving test 2 times. This has given me the hint that someone out there just doesn't want me to drive. (the feeling is mutual) But I've shown them by actually passing the drive test. Take that, bitch. 4th time's the charm.
The annoying part is, I'm a fine driver. I'm cautious. I follow the speed limit (often to the annoyance of other drivers). I try not to hit pedestrians, etc... But put me in the car with the instructor and *bam* I become a nervous wreck (though thank the gods not literally).
( Attempts: 1,2,3: Strikes. 4,5: Never made it to bat. 6: Score! )
I'd meant to update about the LOTR Howard Shore Concert I went to in July, which was memorable enough on it's own, but became even more so after the concert ended when I ended up being harrassed by this creepy guy who wouldn't leave me alone. Fun. But I started repressing, and time passed, so it never happened. I'll probably post about it later.
The reason I'm updating now, is to announce the fact that I got my driver's license!. Okay, so yeah, I'm 19. Just got it. It didn't actually take me that long to work on getting the license, just one spring and two summers, including this one, but when you put a year between each, it kind of stacks up.
Let me preface this by saying: I don't like to drive. At all. It's like Math to me. I can do it, but I'd like to avoid it. Despite this my mom has been focused on the idea that a license is the most important thing in the world. Nearly everyday, I'd be forced to go out and drive around. I think my mom was under the impression that if I skipped even one day, everything I know about cars would be forgotten and I'd have to start all over.
See, I just have a bad history with the DoL, which has led me to taking the driving test 4 times, failing 3 times, and trying (and failing) to just take the driving test 2 times. This has given me the hint that someone out there just doesn't want me to drive. (the feeling is mutual) But I've shown them by actually passing the drive test. Take that, bitch. 4th time's the charm.
The annoying part is, I'm a fine driver. I'm cautious. I follow the speed limit (often to the annoyance of other drivers). I try not to hit pedestrians, etc... But put me in the car with the instructor and *bam* I become a nervous wreck (though thank the gods not literally).
( Attempts: 1,2,3: Strikes. 4,5: Never made it to bat. 6: Score! )
