It’s been almost a year since my fourth road test. I know… this post is extremely late! I had to cool down first and live my life the way it should be (click related article -> submarine ). 😉
Anyhow… People who know me think that I’m the kind of person to pass an exam on the first try; how the hell did I end up taking the road test four (4) times? Here’s a brief rundown: (Note: To pass the road test, you are only allowed to incur 9 point deduction.)
2nd road test:
The stages of the test were already covered and all that was left was to drive back to the examination office; I looked left to make sure my lane was clear then made my right turn. Halfway through my turn, a car zoomed in from out of nowhere and nearly hit the car that I was driving! Fail!(No blog entry. Too upset to write.)
3rd road test:
On our way back to the examination office, I was about to make a left turn when the examiner stopped me. The oncoming car was three (3) car lengths away, he emphasized that the distance should be half a block or five (5) car lengths away. Fail! (No blog entry. Too busy crying like a baby. :p)
P.S. (jibber jabber mode :p ) On the 2nd and 3rd road test, I was pretty sure that I nailed all the important stages but something happened on the way back which unfortunately led to failure. It sucks big time! Like Neil (my driving instructor) said, it just happened to be my unlucky day. -_-
(Note: Parallel parking was the most feared stage of the test and I passed that with flying colors in all the four tests! That kinda boosted my self esteem. Thank goodness Neil taught me a technique which made it easy breezy! ;))
After my third failed attempt (yes! three times!) to get my driver’s license, I was beginning to think that driving was not for me… it was wearing my “Never say never” attitude thin. I was planning not to take another test IF I will fail the fourth one.
The fact that I can’t practice alone made it frustrating. It’s either I book driving lessons ($65 to $70 per hour!) or drag someone with a Class 5 (professional driver of some sort :p) license to accompany me. Well, I did both but more with a driving instructor. You betcha! Driving made my pocket bleed!
Anyway, when I finally gotten the nerve to take the road test again for the fourth time, I made sure that I was emotionally and mentally ready. Nonetheless, the anxiety still caught up to me; I had an upset tummy for the whole straight week before the test.
In my fourth test, I felt that I had a clearer concept of the rules of the road and road signs; it certainly helped me handle road scenarios during the test. After nervously waiting for the result, the examiner drew a smiley on my form and told me that I got a perfect score! Whoa! I was so elated! My driving instructor who accompanied me during the test ended up driving me home because I could not stop shaking. :p
Big thanks to Warren, Kuya Derek, and Sharon for their time and guidance.
Most of all, my heartfelt thanks to the following folks who patiently accompanied and helped me improve my driving skills:
I truly appreciate your help. Thank you so much! 😀
Driving is something that I’ve never dreamed of doing. I must have developed a little phobia because my mother died in a car accident. One more thing, I prefer to be the passenger because I love to take a snooze while travelling. I understand it’s not an ideal habit but what the heck.
Anyhow, moving to this other side of the world made me realize that driving is a necessity. Thus, I forced myself to get out from my cocoon and give it a shot.
After I’ve passed the driving exam, I was given minimum of nine (9) months to take the required lessons (in class and actual) and polish my driving skills accompanied by someone who has a Class 5 license (equivalent to Professional Driver’s License). Afterwhich, I will be qualified to take the road test.
(Note: Passing the road test is the “ticket” to driving alone freely.)
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Anyway, after several weeks of preparation, I finally took my first road test. And I failed.
Below are the road signs that I will never forget in my entire life (hell yeah!):
At the back of my mind, I was already expecting it when I the tester kept writing on the paper while I was doing my road test. I was sad but it did not dampen my spirit. I booked again for my second road test. Life must go on. Ha!
What matters most is, I mustered the courage to learn driving, actually take the road test and most of all overcome my phobia. Aja!