Finally Here!

I'm ecstatic, finally! The 23rd is nearly here! My book is going to be sent to the editor tomorrow. I can hardly wait, I hearing what people liked about my book, and less so about what they didn't like, but if it makes for a good book, I'm willing to take it. :)
Anyway, here are the long awaited results for my driver's test. I wasn't even nervous for it until I sat in the car and realized what I was doing, it was also pretty hard because I'm used to driving an old vintage Plymouth Voyager that they probably don't even make anymore, so when I hopped in a brand new car, I was so confused to where everything was, I could find the seat belt and the steering wheel and that was about it. I couldn't even figure out how to adjust the seat, the lady giving me the test probably thought I was an absolute hoot when I asked how to adjust the seat. Here's for old-fashioned cars >:(
The test only took fifteen minutes, and I had to parallel park (which I failed at) pull a U-turn (which I think I did rather well on) and then pull next to a curb, (I also failed at that) then we drove back and I finally figured out where the speedometer was as we were finishing the test. I was shaking as we pulled into the parking lot, and I failed at parking, and then I could barely hold the pen and the clipboard to sign the piece of paper that she'd been marking me on.
I'm betting I know what you're predicting here. I wrote failed three times, and sadly out of the 21 possible points that I could have missed and still passed, I missed 16, so I like totally passed!!!
Okay granted, if I had made anymore mistakes, it would have been a failure, but I'm pretty happy with my results, scraping it by, oh yeah.
I'm officially licensed and can terrorize Utah roads. Oh yeah. It only took me a year to get and I'm nearly eighteen, so that's pretty lame, my older sister had her license at sixteen. Oh and to celebrate the fact that I got my license, I nearly got in a car crash, so I'm not overly excited about driving, and the fact that I've nearly been hit by Trax several times does not help. I freak every time the stupid rail road crossing lights turn on. I live right next to one of the stations, so I have top pass by at least one crossing to escape the suburbs where I live. Yippee.
I can hop onto a 1200 pound Thoroughbred horse and remain perfectly calm when he panics, but I panic when I cross a railroad crossing? Go figure, right?
But hey, at least I have a license! And this has taught me an important lesson, stop freaking out! Seriously, I know more than I realize! Becoming an author has turned me into a perfectionist, it helps when I calm down a little and realize, I'm only human and therefore I'm allowed to make mistakes.
Even 16 points worth of mistakes on the driver's test. At least I passed, now whether or not my parents will actually let me drive on my own is quite another question. :)