I would have updated on Thursday, but my darn internet is down (typing this on Notepad on Friday, 7-01-05 @ 11:03pm) and Roadrunner’s offices close at 9pm. 24 hour service my arse.
Anyway, I DID IT! I GOT MY LICENSE!! Can you believe that? Because I still can’t . I think I’m most surprised out of everyone. I was nervous as heck. I only slept about 6 hours, we got there late, and I only got a chance to skim through the parts in the driving book that I had trouble remembering (I kept trying to remember the How Many Feet Does It Take To Stop At So-And-So MPH). Poor John didn’t get to even take the 1st part of the damn test because he needed a THIRD type of ID and he didn’t have one. He needed either his diploma (which hasn’t come in) or school transcript. Bastards.
I thought I was going to pass out before I took the test. Not only was I shaking when I was filling out the application, but I was yawning. I yawn, uncontrolably, when I have “butterflies” in my stomach. I yawned about 30 times and started feeling really lightheaded. Mario had told me we had a choice of a written test or a test on a computer, but they only do the computer test now. Mario and I’d been talking the night before, at around 1:30am, and since I was really sleepy, I remembered him saying something about how he missed 3 questions and didn’t pass the test the first time he took it. So I thought, “Okay, the most questions I can miss is 2”.
So, I’m taking the test, and I miss 4 questions. I was about to start bawling right there (didn’t help that it was officially Day 1 of That Time of the Month). Most of the questions I missed had to do with the How Many Feet Does It Take To Stop At So-And-So MPH. When I was done with the test, and the lump in my throat had grown to the size of a soccer ball, it tells me that I passed with an 84%. Later, Mario tells me he said he was 3 questions away from passing the test the first time he took it, not that he missed three LOL.
I was so excited that I passed . My driving test was set for 2pm, so we went back home (it was 11am) and went to the high school to get a copy of John’s transcript. As luck would have it, they’re closed till the 18th of July. Nice. Needless to say, John was really disappointed. So was I; I was really hoping we’d take (and pass) the tests together .
We ran a few errands, Mario put Vito’s new computer together and he quickly taught me to parallel park. I learned to parallel park in about 8 minutes. Granted, I’m not perfect at it, but I did okay. I practiced with a green plastic lawn chair and the wall to Big Mario’s tool shed.
We went back to McAllen after that and ate at a restraunt called El Molcajete. The food was so good — almost exactly like the Mexican food they make in Mexico. I wish I could have enjoyed my food more. I was so nervous I didn’t even finish my Coke, which is not like me at all.
When we got to the DPS, I started to get nervous all over again, but I can honestly say I was more nervous about the 1st part of the test than the driving part. They made us wait in line and turn our engines off, so I was sweating like a pig in 102° heat. A scary, mean looking lady did the inspection on the car, but a really sweet lady was my instructor. I was shaking by the time she sat in the seat but she broke the ice when she lost her pen under the abyss that is the passenger seat (Mario’s quite messy). After she finally found her pen, she directed me to two yellow poles, where I’d be parallel parking. Parking between two poles made me much less nervous than parking between two cars–which is what I thought they were going to tell me to do. I parked the best that I could. Then, we went around the block a few times and I messed up twice and even said, “Oh”, after realizing my mistake *slaps forehead*.
I thought for sure there was no way I’d passed. When we get back to the parking lot, she says, “Well, Mrs. V….”, and the lump in my throat automatically comes back.
“You passed your exam. Congratulations.”
She hands me my papers and tells me to go to the office to set everything up. I reach for them and she notices my hand’s shaking like a leaf. She smiles, since she probably sees that a lot, and I say, “I was SO nervous!”.
I ran to Mario and Jaylen (Eenan was with Mary) and told him I’d passed. He said he was proud of me and reminded me that I’d done it all on my own–and I can’t believe it, but I did. I taught myself to drive mostly . I set my goal, and I accomplished it. It even says on my calendar on June 30th: “Must get license by THIS day!”. According to my test record here, I need to work on my positioning and signaling for parallel parking, observance to corners, and control and positioning on my left turns LOL. And my picture on my driver’s license? I fear the day it comes in the mail…I was red as a lobster from the heat, I was sweating, I only had ONE EYEBROW PLUCKED (didn’t get to finish after Mario taught me to parallel park!), plus they make you take your glasses off and I couldn’t get my eyes to focus! I know I came out either squinting or with one eye straight and one eye to the side or something .
We went to Wal-Mart and got a few things we needed (new blinds, printer ink, undies for the boys) and I got myself some green spongy flip-flops and some Jolee’s scrapbooking stickers that say “New Driver”. Woo! Mario said he wanted to get me something nice to celebrate and I said he didn’t have to do that but I think I’m going to ask for some Kodak printing paper and ink so I can scrapbook again. Hee .
Today (Friday), I drove to McAllen (man was that scary! Traffic was SO congested!) and we saw Gramma at the nursing home. She’s doing good, thank goodness, and she was surprised and proud that I’d gotten my license. We took a few pictures with her and came home. I spoke to Mom and she was even more surprised and said she was proud, too .
Came home, and took Yazmin to McDonald’s and took John to Star’s and got ice cream for everyone who wanted some. Mario got home from work and wanted something from El Pato and the boys wanted Happy Meals so back we went. He laid his seat back and just chilled out while I drove–I’ve NEVER seen him that relaxed when I’m driving. What a difference a little piece of paper makes!