It’s not illegal to wear flip flops while driving, but… jeez. For once, my mom asked if I wanted to drive home from work. Bad idea. For several reasons.
While you’re wearing them, it’s almost like you ahve to completely relearn how to break/accelerate. 
On one hand, I’m focusing on keeping my shoes from slipping. On the other hand, I’m worrying about breaking. I break too lightly when I’m wearing them. I was turning into our street, and umm… I didn’t break enough, so I completely missed the opportunity to turn. Ahaha. Just as a police car was driving past, and the guy gave me a weird look. >_>;
So, I’ve been panicking all day about this test I know I’m going to fail. Then probably sometime slightly after 3:30, I think I snapped. Now I feel so complacent. It’s so awful. D:
Here I am, driving along my street, and someone’s backing out of the driveway. Okay, so the person should stop. And I keep proceeding forward. But the person doesn’t stop, so, alright, I stop. However, by this time, I’m basically right in front of the person. And the person still doesn’t see me. It was like everything was happening in slow motion. My mom ended up using the horn. Thank goodness for that. In that case, whose fault is it? If you stop at the beginning of the scenario, then, well, technically, you’re supposed to have the right of way, and maybe other people behind you would honk. Then you realize the person who’s backing up didn’t see you, so you stop. You’re not going to back up yourself. the person keeps on going… Irony is, by the time this all ended, the front of her car was directly facing/parallel to mine. Huh? Wrong side of the road?
So all in all, I’m going to fail. I love failing. Yes indeedy. I blame this partially on the instructor. I mean, I panic easily. I read in the stupid teach-your-child-how-to-drive handbook that parents are supposed to “calmly” instruct their children. WTF.
I’m totally fine when I drive with my dad.
But just thinking about my instructor and anything related to him just makes me feel like I need to jump off of a cliff from the pressure. >_<
He never once said I was prepared for this. At the start of the week, I thought that I was initially just freaking out about classes starting. But now that this stupid test is coming up, I just... ;_; can't take it anymore.
shieet.
In other news, my work is not really wrapping up. There's too much left to do; some to redo. *grumble*
And yes, heck, I'm really worried about classes. I thought I was fortunate enough to be able to buy a book off a friend, but I didn't respond in time, and she got a reply from someone else. >_< I'm such an idiot~ I need to go buy books. Well, for any other class, I'm sure I can buy a used copy... or just borrow one. But there are what? 20 students in any given Japanese class per year... and now, due to freaking budget cuts, our "bookstore" no longer carries textbooks. Ahahahaha. Need to buy from B&N~~
On the bright side, I finally found my alpha gel pencil that has been missing since the start of winter break.
I wonder if the driving instructor will ask that I take more lessons with him after I fail my driving test. This isn't a scheme, right? He never once said I was ready. Eff this. It's not like I practice much outside of practicing with him. And it's not like he calms me down. >_>;
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