URGH.

I failed my driving test. For the third time.

I'm so annoyed with myself. And with the examiner for taking me on a totally deluded route.

He made me go into this wee road off a quite busy road - due to the fact that there are temporary traffic lights on it - to do a reverse park. That was fine. But he chose a car that was near the end of the street. There must have been about two cars' length behind me once I'd stopped behind it. So I did all my checks, got ready to go, when a car comes screeming round the corner into the street (did I mention the busy road was on a hill? So you can't see anyone coming) and he had to stop me.

It's a load of CRAP. Ok, I could've checked again, but if I'd done that while I was moving I would probably have gone into the back of the car parked in front of me.

So as soon as we stopped the car at the test centre, I burst out crying. And I'm still sitting here having a bit of a cry. And there's no one in for me to have a bit of a cry to, so all in all, I'm a bit on the miserable side.

I'm so annoyed. It's not like driving even means that much to me, it's just the fact that I've been trying to do this for 2 and a half years (with a year break in the middle) and I still can't bloody do it. My theory certificate runs out on the 2nd of December so I have to do that again. And it's not like I even plan on driving that much in the future, because I will marry a member of a boyband and have oodles of cash and have a driver called Parker.

But still. I just want to be able to say I've passed my driving test.

I'm just leaving it for a while. I can't be bothered any more.

Posted: Wednesday 15 November 2006 15:46:08