There's always a first for everything...

So I did my first drive last Saturday... it was a disaster. 20 minutes into driving around the parking lot, I crash the VW Jetta into a curb filled with bushes and managed to blow up the right front tire. Great Ve, just great. Grabe, I rock! (that's my broken self-esteem being sarcastic). I was doing so well then BOOM!! My instructor said I "locked" my hands holding the steering wheel. I kept saying sorry but he said I was getting the hang of my left turns and told me not worry because that's why I was there, to learn. And that worse things have happened. I just broke a tire, no biggie. At least it didn't require having to call a tow-truck. Phew. Then Maria came to the rescue and Ed didn't know that there was a spare tire at the back so Maria helped Ed change the tire. I kinda helped too with that jack thingamabobbers. Hehehe. Then my time was up so I had to reschedule the drive. Oh well. Maria told me to ride with her in the Beetle on the way back to the school. I said sorry to her as well and she said it's okay, as long as I'm okay and didn't get hurt, it's all that matters. They're uber nice. Then 2nd hour was observation and this girl who I observed was a really good driver! I learned a lot. She was so aware of the road!

Then I told my mom, uncles, aunt, friends and they all said it's not my fault and all that shizz. But I feel so bad!! I feel like a failure. But one day I know I'll just look back at this and laugh it..

After driving, Roxanne picked me up and we went to the outlet mall. Got my first pair of Vans. (Well I guess second since my prison issues were Vans but whatev.) Then bought accesories at Claire's. Then had Thai dinner and Bubble Tea at U-District. Lovesss it! Then last stop was Walgreens to buy cheap make-up. Heehee.

I'm also feeling the difference at work. I can feel my role slowly switching and I feel grown up the second time around... as cheesy as it may sound.

FINALS WEEK!! AHHHHHHH.