Ok guys, I've come back home from the test.
Instead of just telling you the result, which is no fun at all, I decided to tell the whole thing. I assure you, you don't have to read this. It was just to entertain myself
So I woke up at 8 to get prepared. I took my permit, ID, registration and insurance of vehicle and of course, my dad.
My city has a DMV but for some unknown reason don't administer drive test which is kinda gay because otherwise, I have to drive all the way up to 30 miles to take a drive test. So I pulled up google maps and wrote down the directions because I din't feel like printing because there was barely any ink left. So my drive test was at 11:30 and I left at 10. Plenty of time, I thought.
So I got in the car with my dad and I drove to the city where my drive test was. I got lost in the highway because google maps was telling me to take an exit that I didn't even encounter. So I took a random exit and I was running a bit late. It was already 11 and I should have been there by now. Pulled next to a curb and got out my handy iphone and found the directions. I reached there at 11:16. I was panicking and ran straight to the window where the women was busy laughing with her friend. I waited there was three minutes and was getting angry because it was already about 11:20.
Finally, the lady called and checked me off and then said "Oh you barely made it!" I gave her a feeble laugh and said it was because of traffic, which was partly true. Here in California, traffics are bound to happen if you want to go somewhere because of an important business. I don't know why. It's like drivers read my mind and think "haha, lets pull one on this guy!"
So I got in the car and was told to wait. At this time, my heart started to beat hard and my hands got all sweaty. The longer I have to wait, the more I get nervous. Finally I saw the instructor and I hastily wiped my sweaty hands should I need to give him a hand shake.
He was a cool dude and made jokes at me but I kinda felt sorry for him because I couldn't make myself to laugh because of all the nervousness.
So we got in and there was another instructor that came over and joked that he will sit in the back and pretend he is my brother and say, "Brother! Hurry Hurry! I gotta go pee!!" At this time, I couldn't help but laugh hard. My nervousness slowly left and the guy left too. Man, I never got to thank that guy. I felt somehow more confident. I was ready to drive.
I started up the ignition and the instructor called "Mark" told me to drive straight and pull out of the DMV and take a right. I did so and for the next five minitues, I changed lanes for him, took, left and right and stopped, came to a yield sign and let the cars go while I waited and then he told me to pull next to a curb. Here, i was careful because I failed on this one last time when i forgot to look back when pulling out. So I looked back and smiled and noticed that my signal was blinking at the right. I said "oops" and then changed to left, where it was supposed to be. I prayed that he didn't notice.
Next, he just said to drive and then he led me back to the DMV. Here's where the panic set in. I repeated "please, please, please" in my mind. And he bagan to talk. Mark said "well you did good but you were going 40 in a 35 mph zone and were going 35+ in a 30 zone so you got marked off for that." I said "****" in my mind. Mark continued, "Just remember to maintain speed and you should be fine. Well you passed with one mistake so congrats man" I was ecstatic and I exclaimed "Yes Yes!!!"
He told me to go back to the DMV and I was handed my paper license which is a license but my "card" license will come via mail. I was excited and finally relieved that I got my license. I called all my friends afterwards and let them know.
Watabou is licensed to drive!
Next goal: get a job.
Oh and thanks for reading and thanks for all the good lucks. It helped. 
