I woke up picked up a friend and drove around a while, I dropped em off and took a wrong street leaving me far across town. I got back home abit late and my dad was already in a bitchy mood since we were going to be about 10 minutes late to my driving test appointment.
So I had to hear his shit until I basically told em to fuck off, I mean he called me irresponsible, how often does he take notice of all the shit I do properly and on time, but the one time I fuck up even just a little, he's on it.
Anyway he finally shut his mouth for a short while after before he found something else to bitch about, I don't know, he's extroverted-its a god damn nightmare being around him- u don't know wut extroverted means until uve been around my dad nigguh, for the most part- shit seeps out of his mouth and nobody listens.
I get the forms done and head over to the driving test area. This lady, who is the instructor, is already in a bitchy mood, hating life and all the fucks in it. (She screams at my dad to stay in the car, car was washed so windows were up)
So I go, driving like a boss- as always- and she starts taking notes, I am fully aware of my surroundings and yet she marks me down for not taking note of my surroundings, gee I didn't know u had to twist ur fucken neck around exorcist style just to make it obvious enough for her to take note.
I admit, some turns were too short and I did stop too close to another vehicle but the bitch exaggerated. She told me at the end that at one point she was ready to pull the handbrake because she was afraid I was going to hit the other cars- I should've fucken hit them and started fucking convulsing just to fuck with her head
I got 31/15 allowed mistakes, better luck next week.
So I had to hear his shit until I basically told em to fuck off, I mean he called me irresponsible, how often does he take notice of all the shit I do properly and on time, but the one time I fuck up even just a little, he's on it.
Anyway he finally shut his mouth for a short while after before he found something else to bitch about, I don't know, he's extroverted-its a god damn nightmare being around him- u don't know wut extroverted means until uve been around my dad nigguh, for the most part- shit seeps out of his mouth and nobody listens.
I get the forms done and head over to the driving test area. This lady, who is the instructor, is already in a bitchy mood, hating life and all the fucks in it. (She screams at my dad to stay in the car, car was washed so windows were up)
So I go, driving like a boss- as always- and she starts taking notes, I am fully aware of my surroundings and yet she marks me down for not taking note of my surroundings, gee I didn't know u had to twist ur fucken neck around exorcist style just to make it obvious enough for her to take note.
I admit, some turns were too short and I did stop too close to another vehicle but the bitch exaggerated. She told me at the end that at one point she was ready to pull the handbrake because she was afraid I was going to hit the other cars- I should've fucken hit them and started fucking convulsing just to fuck with her head
I got 31/15 allowed mistakes, better luck next week.