I just passed my drivers test. And I'm sulking at the library because my parents and I are at odds. It sucks.
One would think that they could at least be a tiny bit pleased for me. I mean, I've waited over a year since first getting a permit for this damn lisence. I did all the parking perfectly (even parallel parking), but all they could do was harp on the fact the the tester said I should practice merging onto the freeway a bit more. And when I drove home my dad was constantly telling me to do every single thing as I was doing it. Stop! Slow down! Turn! You're going 45! (in an area that he goes 50 may I add (the limit is technicly 35, but it's rural)) So anyway, we get home, and I'm a bit short with him considering he was acting as if it was my first time on the road. My mom wanted to know what happened. I tell her I passed. He tells her I need more practice and that I shouldn't be on the road by myself for three or four months! MONTHS?! Dude, I just passed my test! I only need a bit of freeway work!
So I went to the computer with some lunch to sulk. My mom followed me and gave me this long shpeel about how driving is a privilage for mature people and how I was not behaving in a mature manner and only immature people insist on having the last word (I'd left out 'conversation' after asking if she didn't even trust me to drive to church, and she said she wasn't sure it might take time, and I said it's not as if I haven't been driving for a year before leaving with my burrito) So anyway, I'm sitting at the computer unable to get online and vent (someone was using the phone) and she's going on and on and I'm not saying a word just wanting her to leave, and when she finally did I went and visciously pulled the sliding door shut. A couple seconds later she popped her head in and said that only immature people pull doors shut. If that's not insisting on having the last word I don't know what is! Hypocrite.
I left my lunch, ran out the back door and to the library. My refuge. I'm there right now typing all this.
I'm a bloody adult now. I shouldn't have to be treated like I'm 15.
For heaven's sake, I passed!!! Would it have killed them to say congratulations?!
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Date: 2005-08-05 01:35 pm (UTC)I'm sorry! CONGRATS on passing though!
I didn't pass my first time.
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Date: 2005-08-05 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 02:02 pm (UTC):)
I hate driving with my parents in the car, mom is always telling me to to things half a second before I do, and pointing out careless turns etc. I hope it works out alright for you!
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Date: 2005-08-05 06:28 pm (UTC)Congratulations
Date: 2005-08-05 06:10 pm (UTC)Re: Congratulations
Date: 2005-08-05 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 06:27 pm (UTC)If it makes you feel any better, I hadn't driven on the freeway for several months before I went through GR to get to your house on Tuesday, and I probably need to work on my merging, too. ;P
And...at least your mom didn't slam your thumb in the car door after your road test. Mine did. It was an accident, but I had a spectacular bruise and couldn't use the thumb right for a few days afterwards. It made a great story the next day, though, and even got Andy (mister dignified) to say "ouchies," out loud...twice.
I never drive with my parents in the car unless we've agreed beforehand that they Will Not Comment On Katie's Driving. Or Else.
So...yeah, this got long, but in conclusion: *hugs* and congrats!
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Date: 2005-08-05 06:30 pm (UTC)At least your story was exciting....mine's simply depressing. At this point I never ever ever want to drive with them again. Not unless they agree not to say a WORD!
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Date: 2005-08-05 09:41 pm (UTC)And after that, drive it into a river, and claim that you wanted to make a new home for the fishes!!! B-B-B-B-BOOOOOYAAAAAH!
Um, sorry, I get a wee bit carried away when I'm excited for a friend who has achieved something....
Or maybe you could hijack one of Rebekah's ambulances...AND TURN ON THE SIREN TO PASS THROUGH TRAFFIC AND STOPLIGHTS!
God dayum, I need some sleep....
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Date: 2005-08-05 10:07 pm (UTC)I remember when I was all excited about passing my test and I drove to school by myself for the first time alone (it was after school but I had gone back to show off my licence to friends who were still there hanging out). And the first thing my band teacher says to me is something along the lines of "be careful". And I was all like "What, no congrats? Just be careful?"
But a few years later my friends little brother died the day he got his driver's license - he lost control in the rain and was inexperienced and I think he hit a tree.
I'm sure, like my teacher, your parents are just worried. You may be a very good driver, but you can't control what other drivers are doing - and as a new driver, you haven't developed the reaction time and/or skill that only comes with years of practice.
Parents can be frustrating, no doubt - especially when you're not communicating on the same wavelength. God knows I just got into it with my Dad today because we weren't getting each other. But I'm sure having your kid driving is a stressful thing and that's a big part of it!
Sorry they didn't congratulate you though! Hope things get better! :-)
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Date: 2005-08-09 06:24 am (UTC)