Sorry, Sorry
Despite running over the curb as I left the RMV during the test, I did pass.
I think my driving teacher expected me to be excited. I felt bad about that. Passing the test just means I actually have to drive now. No more excuses.
I think my driving teacher expected me to be excited. I felt bad about that. Passing the test just means I actually have to drive now. No more excuses.
posted by Chrissy at 12/09/2004 01:31:00 PM
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KICK ASS!! The more you drive, the more used to it you'll be. You know, there are a lot less cars in Maine.
I didn't want to tell you before, but I failed my first time. My dad failed something like three times--he STILL says that the driving guy hated him.
Yeah!!!!
I failed my first time because I ran a stop light. And as pissed as I was about that, I was more upset that my fuckup friend had passed his on the first try.
Way to go! Now you can come visit! Let's get Thai! Delia's having a party Saturday night! It'll be a blast!
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