on a lighter note, i am DAMN GLAD it rained rather heavily today (ok not heavily, but it certainly wasnt a drizzle) at bbdc, because i finally had my chance to drive and do all the courses in the rain. parking is a lot harder with your rear windscreen all foggy and wet. but i succeeded. had no problems parallel parking at all. life is great.
chan hy thinks i will pass on monday. that is a plus, y'know, cos even though he isnt as strict as hau kw, hes still an instructor and hes not slack. the good thing about having an instructor you're comfortable with is that you have no qualms voicing your concerns/fears about the test. it was quite reassuring knowing that some testers are humane, even though a particular one apparently derives great joy from making people do the courses in reverse order. and, apparently bbdc instructors all have to undergo an assessment every year end, and that causes great stress for all of them alike us taking our test. its quite funny really if driving and teaching driving everyday isnt even enough to boost their confidence.
i cannot decide if i should hope for a mean/strict or nice/reassuring instructor for my last driving lesson tomorrow. i need to be able to perform up to standard even if i get an awful tester, so the former seems like a good option, but i really need the confidence boost a nice/reassuring instructor may offer.
ok, maybe i should hope i get ronald siew cos hes like The Mix. but i'd need to ask him to keep quiet (!) cos hes always prompting me.
i always imagine driving along bukit batok/teck whye and bumping into my instructors on the roads. but what i envision myself doing most is sending the g8001 instructors a thank-you card. i know, i am so weird; but at least both of these visions reflect my will to pass on my first try. (ill probably send a card to chan hy, one to ronald siew and a general one to the whole of g8001 which encompasses the annoying, deliveryman-turned-taxi driver-turned-bbdc driving instructor sim kh, the i-am-so-tall-i-can-barely-fit-into-the-car hau kw, the please-wait-for-awhile-i-need-to-go-toilet ng hl and the dude who passed me on three modules without teaching me a thing, tan jj.) no seriously. i know i should pass first then talk. but what im trying to imply is that the pressure on myself to pass is not simply out of pride and the $2k, but cos all of them put in so much effort into teaching me and making me a safe and competent driver, i feel the responsibility to pass on my first try.
Full entry, in which I also lament how much it costs to cab from BBDC to just about anywhere, here.
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