So I failed my first attempt which really sucks. So just make a mental note to never run an amber light when in doubt, even though it looks like the truck behind you might just rear-end you. Plus, don’t let your ego make you complacent. I could happily blame the tester (Who I had been warned about because he’s the strictest tester), but I know that the fault lies with me. I had 14 points (and would have passed) if not for the amber light at the last junction.

Gotta move on, I guess. Pick up my bruised ego (not that much damage to it anyway) and sit for the next test in July. 

Hohum… Just rather sian.

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I’ve been surprised as to how little some of my friends have changed in the course of two years or so. Have I changed?

Also, I’m thankful that I now have strong, Christian friends, something I never had while in St. Marg’s.