So today (so this weekend) was a bit rough around the edges. As if I haven't mentioned it yet, my driving test is coming up this Wednesday right nice and early in the morning. Let's just get this out there. I'm nervous as all heck. I think it's partly because I don't know quite what to expect. Like I know I'll have to park, stop, turn, yield, signal, and drive but I'm not sure how it's all going to
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Maybe I'm thinking too much so I'm just gonna drop it. I'll go one day at a time, but oh crud wait, that's only TWO days. Seems like just yesterday I was going for that darn permit. If all goes well, I'll be as successful as I sort of was over the summer. I mean, I got the permit didn't I? So I should be able to get the license? Eh?
Today was bumpy. Not a bad day...far from it. Just bumpy. Now this can be taken a few ways. You can think of it as literally being bumpy on the road if you wish because yeah the roads were a tad bit on the bumpy side today if I do say so myself. But you can also interpret it with the mental and emotional way. That's kinda what I meant, but I actually like the bumpy roads version.
Nah what I'm trying to say is, I had quite THE time practicing on the road with dad. Umm it wasn't what I really expected in the day, but I think what hit me needed to hit me. No I didn't get in an accident, I just shaped up I guess you can say. The realization of a drivers test in no more than 3 days away dawned upon me and it was time to get the act together on the road. No more indecisevness, no more old driving habits. This is real.
So bumpy? Yeah..uhh in the mall of all places. That's where I hit when we stopped for food court. I'm not really thinking I need to go into deTails now. (Caution: Tongue twister ahead)--> Just the fact that I know now how things go is good to know you know?.....yeah *puzzled look* Huh?
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Saturday was work day. It was one of the shorter days in the good ol' Indoor Soccer building, which I was glad for. The school week went pretty quick too.
This week's agenda:
----school, birthday, driving, final exams, SATs, American Idol/Lost, figuring something out for birthday day, and whatever else pops up.
Fairly busy yes. But, like Riley says when about to turn 4, "It's okay. I'll be four soon. [Meaning, I can handle it because as soon as I'm a year older, I'll know and can handle everything] This is true in her mind of course. I never said it applied to me, but this week....eh I'm willing to go with it for now. She's smarter than she looks you know.
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