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My Driving Test
As some friends would know, I just took my driving test last monday.
Reaching my practical test was a rather long journey, and yet it seemed over so quickly.
Before I knew it, I was having a test to qualify myself as a driver.
I still remembered it was in June that I took my basic theory test.
Then I got my PDL and started actual driving. Those first few lessons seemed so fun at first. Like a new toy.
Then I had my final theory test.
I consider myself lucky, or maybe just possessing a good short term memory, in passing those theory tests on the first try.
Because I can't remember some of the rules in the theory books now....
Before I knew it, my practical test date was on the 8th January 2007.
On one hand, I wanted to get it over and done with, on the other hand, I was terrified of this date.
My lessons with my instructor were getting stale.
We were circling the test routes over and over again and I was getting very bored of Ubi. Actually, I admitted to him that I was bored and he admitted that he was was bored as well.
Once in a while he would take me on a new route to liven things up.
I still remembered the east to west back to east drive I took.
Honestly, I think I wasn't allowed on most of the roads on that trip. But my instructor brushed it off by saying if I don't drive in actual road conditions, how am I going to improve.
I either have a very brave instructor or a very bochup instuctor.
And then it was the day of my test.
I couldn't sleep and woke up bright and early although my test was at 345 pm.
My warm up lesson with my instuctor was normal. My intructor gave me a few more words of encouragement and kept telling me to be confident.
It was a bright sunny day and I was soooo hot that I was perspiring. Maybe it was the stress and nervousness, but I couldn't cool off even though I had the air-conditioned blasting in my face.
When I was in the room, waiting for my name to be called by the tester, I felt like I was a lamb to the slaughter.
With the tester besides me in the car, I could feel myself slowly panicking.
The tester was nice though, even told me the most important thing is don't be nervous.
All went rather well in the circuit.
I didn't even falter at the stations I dreaded; the slope and the crank course.
Until on the way out of the circuit, the tester kept telling me to slow down.
At the first place I had to change lanes, I was a little rattled and changed lanes to sharply.
That was when the tester started the lecture.
I got lectured all the way until my second mistake, which was failing to slow down when there were obstacles ahead.
Then the lecture got worse.
All the way back to the driving centre, he scolded and nagged and my morale became very very low.
I honestly thought that I would fail and was already thinking about the amount of money I had to spend on driving lessons again.
By the time I returned to the driving centre, I was convinced that I had failed.
I was told to follow him to the room and then he sat down, lectured me somemore, and said I passed.
I think I was in shock for a couple of seconds.
Actually, I still can't really believe that I am now a qualified driver.
Now, I am eagerly awaiting for the precious card to be delivered!
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Thursday, January 11, 2007