The first half of the test went really well, in fact the majority of the test just consisted of speed bumps and roundabouts in very quiet back streets. Unlike my first test which was in extremely busy industrial areas. After the first half of the test was over my tester commented on how well I had driven and exclaimed that I did an excellent job on the first half, which made me feel so much more relaxed and confident about successfully passing the second half. Both my previous testers said nothing at all to me and they were far from friendly, it was horrible.
The second half of the test was five minutes of driving on a freeway and another five minutes on a busy main road, which to my advantage, were both areas that I frequently drive on with my parents and driving instructor. Soon enough I found myself back at the testing office anxiously awaiting my fate for the third time. My name was called and I finally heard the oh so sweet words- "congratulations, that was an excellent drive". I could hardly believe it. Neither could I wipe the smile off my face. I got my licence. Third time lucky.
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Lately I've been feeling like my life isn't going anywhere, that I'm just going round in senseless and directionless circles but now I can see a glimmer of hope. I've got my licence, I've achieved something and I'm moving forward (even though it doesn't feel like it some days). Being able to drive somewhere opens up new opportunities that wouldn't be possible if I was still catching public transport. I'm now looking at getting some sewing lessons and I'm even hoping to be able to go to cake decorating school one day. I'm even wanting to attempt making a return to work for one short shift a week, if my boss will have me back.
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