There's No In-Between, Take It To Extreme
I'm really nervous for tomorrow. I don't know anything. I don't know what to expect, what to do. It's my first lesson but what if I'm too afraid till I screw up during my first lesson? Always freaking out when I think about driving. I want my license, but I don't know if I'm capable of this. I mean, I've always been in the (literally) back seat, watching my dad drive us around. Always wanting to seat in the front passenger seat because I want to pretend I'm driving too. And this is it, finally. I can help dad to fetch the car from high level carparks, he no longer have to climb up those flight of stairs. But what am I saying? I'm only going for my first lesson tomorrow. I hope I don't screw up and I will like my driving instructor. Bismillah. Talking about screw ups, I finally got my rejection letters. What a good laugh, such a joke. Now I can take on any rejection, bring it on hehs. I'm just kidding. I'm still...