Well today’s entry is a challenge, as I just managed to fail
my driving test for the third time, and can’t even retake it for another month.
I’ve been learning to drive for over a year, and have been
taking and retaking a test a month since March. I’m getting nowhere fast and
the infuriating part is, I’m failing on ridiculous things. So what have I
learnt from the nerve wracking, tense, terrifying situation that is a driving
test?
Answer: That the failure is soul destroying, as is telling
your nearest and dearest that you failed again. Knowing that I’m going to have
to go back onto the horrible, rickety rackety bus that takes an hour longer than
necessary and occasionally doesn’t turn up has had me curled up in tears on my
bed for a good hour three times now and I’m growling less certain that I’ll
ever be able to drive or that the test is even possible to pass.
So how do you get over it? You can’t, but after throwing
that much time, money and aspiration at driving, I can’t just give up. So I
looked at my test sheet: unlike last time, it’s completely fair and I
understand exactly why I failed and where I went wrong, so now I can work on
it. I’ve had a cry to my driving instructor, parents and to my boyfriend and
friends, then followed my dad and driving instructor’s advice: try not to
dwell, its just bad luck so rebook as soon as possible.
So that’s exactly what I’ve done. A month away isn’t ideal,
but it’s the best its going to get. I’ve rebooked and now I just have to get on
with things the same way I always have. Slowly and via public transport.
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