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N A D I A H
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Friday, August 22, 2008 2:45 pm
I can now drive legally.



Listen up everyone! There's a new driver in town! Me! Finally, right? Hahah.

Yesterday, I had my last lesson and my instructor did a final assessment on me. He pretended to be the traffic police. So while I drove, he stayed silent and just mark on his sheet of paper of the mistakes I did. So that was my first impression of what the actual test will be like. Anyway, one of the test is Emergency Brake. It was very, very long time ago since I practiced emergency braking. So when he hit the dashboard hard (that's the signal to do an emergency brake), I jumped with shock and was like "What?!" At first I thought he was swatting a fly. Hahah. But then, the lesson on emergency braking came rushing back to me. Really, I had a flashback. So then I braked hard. Scared me half to death!

Then there was the parallel parking. Dear God! After yesterday, I thought if I failed today's test, it's because of parallel parking.

What else happened yesterday. Hmm. Oh yea. An instructor said I looked beautiful. Oh my God! Haha. Plus I may be making a new friend soon, on the day Shikin asks me out with, hopefully, Edmund!

I couldn't sleep at first that night, but when I did, I dreamt three (3) times that I was taking my TP test. The first dream, I failed the test because I knocked down a pole while parking. I can't remember what happened in the second, but the third dream, I passed my test. After that dream I kind of surfaced a little to the real world and realized I was only dreaming and in my subconscious state I muttered, "It was only a dream... I hate dreams."

So today came. It was nerve wrecking! The waiting of the traffic police who'll be testing us and determining whether our wallets will have an extra card, our driving license, the balloting of our test routes, all that made me have palpitations that got me lightheaded.

I was fortunate enough to get a great warm up instructor. I was lucky enough not to get a test route that we had to do a U-turn at the starting point of the huge 4-lane expressway. And I was blessed enough to get a nice and friendly, not at all mean and scary, traffic police.

Well, maybe I'm the kind of person that excel under pressure. Because during the warm up session and the test itself, I did my parallel parking perfectly fine! I was so relieved once I was out from that parking slot. But then of course, it's not over yet. There's still the roads outside. I did ok, I guess. I thought I did quite a number of mistakes. So when I finally finished with the test, I kinda expected myself to fail. But my tester gave me the result; I passed. I was SO relieved, my heart was SO at rest, I thought it has dropped to my feet and stopped beating. Only I was grinning and my eyes were wide with happiness that I knew I couldn't be dead.

I got so many congratulations, two from my instructors that has my number, Chris and Idris, who called me and made me laugh. Hahaha. Idris called from a private number and pretended to be someone from the Traffic Police Centre, saying that there's a mistake in my license or whatever. Haha. AS IF!

Anyway, anyway. Today was also the day I said goodbye to the driving school. I'm actually going to miss going there, having all the male instructors around me. Lucky Shikin! Girl, I'm waiting for our date with Edmund!

When I got home, my dad was already bugging me to go for a test drive in his car. Almost reluctantly, I went. Tested. Tried parking without poles or cars. Needed several tries. After that I drove to fetch my mom home. Reached our multi-storeyed carpark. And almost died. Of frustration. Now I had to park in between two cars. WHAT?! But the worse thing was one parent telling me to do this and another telling me to do that. They were so contradicting that I could have crashed one side of the car. I almost cried in frustration! Good thing my dad's car is auto, or I would need crutches for my leg that has to control the clutch, too. Grr. But finally, I got the car into the slot.

While driving, I realized there are quite a number of motorists that aren't that courteous as taught when they were in driving school. I saw a huge lorry carrying cement changed lanes without signaling. Good thing he wasn't moving into MY lane or I would have blurted out an expletive.

I'm a new driver. So I have to put this bright orange P plates that indicates to other drivers that I'm a newbie at driving, freshly graduated. But I find that's not enough. Maybe I should get like a message blinker thing installed to the back of my car. So I can give messages to other drivers on the road. Like, "I'M NEW. I MAY DRIVE SLOW... DON'T HONK AT ME!". Or "I'M CHANGING TO THE RIGHT LANE. GIVE WAY... PLEASE!". Then if they give way or if I did something wrong, "THANK YOU..XOXO!" and "I'M SO SORRY!". Or if I see a nice car behind me, "WOOT! YOU THERE! GREAT CAR!" Hahaha.

NB Manual cars are just horrible. I'd like to hear some good things about manual cars, cuz I can't think of one. Auto cars are so much easier. You don't have to worry about violently vibrating engine, stalled engine, noisy engine, clutching and shifting of gears, or sliding on slopes.