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eh...my week sucks already [14 Jul 2008|10:53pm]
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Well the Santiago part didn't suck but everything else did. I had my first professional driving lesson yesterday and it sucked. For me it's really hard to operate a car. I'm scared to drive the speed limit, and I'm constantly under it which is a problem. Apparently my instructor says I'm a "brake lover" because I end up slowing down when I don't need to because I think I'm going to fast or something. Also, I have a hard time staying near the yellow double lines on the road because I've seen some cars go over the line a lot from the opposite direction and I don't want them to crash into me. People behind me kept on beeping at me, even though I did end up reaching the speed limit. And when it comes to little streets with no lines, I'm afraid that I'll hit a parked car so I end up over the "imaginary" line that divides the street. I really can't wait to get my license so I don't have to be hassled by everyone to get it. When I get it, it doesn't mean that I have to drive. The good thing is that I won't have a car when I get my license, so I'm all set. At least when I get my license, I don't need to have someone over 21 in the car in help me practice because a lot of people I know are under 21.

After the lesson I had to go straight to work. It blew too because I didn't eat lunch because of the lesson and rushing to work so I had a lunch/dinner at 5:30. The day went by to slowly, and I had massive headache which was probably caused by the not eating and not drinking anything from earlier. Someone called Brighams and wanted me to mail her jacket. Yes, mail it. I told her I couldn't because I'm not the manager of the store. Why would I mail it anyways? People are weird. It took me 5-10 mins to tell her that I couldn't mail it and she gave her contact info, asked me for my name and my bosses name, while asking me to spell everything. She spelled all her contact info too. I had to try to politely rush her in saying bye because we needed to use the line to do a credit card transaction. Blah.

Today I woke up being cold because the AC was blasting, my mom was telling me that I would have to go to the driving school tomorrow so she can complain to them about how crappy they are and that she wants me to have several driving instructors, which makes no sense. I mean the reason why I have one instructor is because they know what I need to work on and what I'm improving on. I don't want like 3+ instructors. I can't learn like that by having someone different each time. I'm willing to come home on weekends when I'm in school to finish the lessons. My instructor said she's booked till the end of August, which is when I go back to school. The owner told us that we only need to book 3 of them and then we can book they rest (this is when we paid for it like a month ago). At that time, he told us that there will be plenty of spots in the summer. Well he's a big fat liar. He's just in it for the money.

Tomorrow is not going to be fun because the driving lessons end up stressing me out. Wednesday is going to be horrible. I have a driving lesson and observation. Afterwards I have to pop out 100 bucks for a teeth cleaning and then go to work. Horrible Horrible. I'm sooooo glad there's no driving lessons OR work on Thursday and on Friday. I can relax and NOT stress out. I rather have the stresses of school than dealing with these lessons and customers at work. Mom really wants my sister and I to get the licenses, but we have to practice outside of the lessons as well. The problem is that she doesn't really trust us to use her car on main roads or on Route 9 because she thinks that if we crash it, she won't have a car to use since that's the only car we have. It would have been the same issue if I learned to drive last year or last year or the year before that.

wish on a shooting star

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