HA!! After 2 and a half days of the worst fucking depression ever... Today my dad called a half an hour before my behind the wheel test and said that he didn't have a car that I could drive. After telling me weeks ago that he would. So after the biggest anxiety attack ever this morning, lots of tears, and lots of desperate phone calls....

I get ahold of Maddy,

and 10 minutes till my driving test,

she comes through as always!!

And I had never driven her car before, but she let me drive it


and


















I PASSED!!!! WITH FLYING MOTHER FUCKING FLYING COLORS!!

That' s right. I have my license. I don't have a car until sometime in the next two weeks, but, I have a license.

So you might want to stay off the road now... ha ha

And if ever the mutant possibility comes up that I am the sober person.. I can legally be the designated driver...

But I think the chances of that are slim. ha!