Cbay tales, blokes and my mates
Today was gutting. I failed my driving test. "Not the end
of the world!" I hear you cry, but it feels like it. My
chance for independance. Blown. I know I can re-take it,
but now I fear failing again. Bloody hell. I didn't think
I'd get upset if I failed, just shurg it off, but I cried!
Oh the shame! Nevermind. It's gutting tho, espacially as I
can't drive and see my friend on her birthday in January.
Damn it. Oh well, shit happens and all that...