I failed that damn Driver's Test again.
Looks like today's failed Driver's test makes number four for me. sigh. I really am starting to hate my own freaking guts. I feel ridiculously retarded and slow over it. What kills me every time? That hell spawned abomination known as "parallel parking". I mean, what the poop? Fail the whole darn test because I can't park in a space that I'll probably never park in my entire life? The only area that has a decent amount of parallel parking spots is downtown- the city. I'm not going to college anywhere near the city, or #$@ parallel parking. The test doesn't even measure your "driving smarts" or true driving skills. Which is why the test should be so trivial- so freaking easy! Why I can't pass the damn thing is what puzzles the muscle tissue out of me. I just can't feaking do it. Every time, I get about 3 inches off of the white line we're suposed to be inside of. And when I try to adjust myself, I really fuck up. I was close to crying this time I tried to re-adjust myself. It really depresses me. I can't just brush it off because I keep freaking failing. The funny thing is, I've practiced damn parallel parking so much you wouldn't feaking believe it. Even worse- we practiced 4 hours yesterday ON THE ACTUAL COURSE after the MVA closed. In total, I can't even count how many times I've freaking practiced Parallel parking. The whole ordeal is really really, really, really making feel like total scum right now. I can't take failing this damn test on the same fucking thing every single time. It's too much. All I can think of are all the little perfect freaks who got it right on their first time. Why can't I be smart like that? I've heard so many methods for Parallel Parking and tried them billions of times. I've practiced them and they each worked perfectly. But then when I take the test, they don't work. It's sucking the life outta me. I am at about 92% miserableness right now. I've got one more week to get the damn thing right. If I don't, I have to take the written permit test to get my permit renewed. Shit. Why can't I freaking do it right? I'm a good driver too- I can be.. ..Why can't I do anything right? Argh.. ..at least my dad was okay about it. He was mad when he saw that I failed, but he saw I was really sad about it and sort of left me alone. So we went to the movies, ate pizza, got ice cream; so I feel a lot better about it all. And I finally got to see Spiderman 3.
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