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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Just reached home from my first driving lesson. MY LEFT FOOT HURTS LIKE FUCK. Know why? Because my instructor insisted I wasn't stepping the clutch to the max. So, using his big foot (without shoes but with socks, if not, I'll scream at him and dig out his eyeballs), he stomped on my poor left foot.

Parking was much better, but still with excessive stomping on my foot. And bloody hell, I had to turn the steering 9123467890976 times. My arms hurt too. Even typing feels too much for my hands. I swear I'll never ever ever lay hands on a manual car again after I get my licence.

I miss the boyfriend and my friends very very very very much. Everyone seems to be learning and doing a hell load of useful stuff at their IAPs. And for me? I'm just rotting at home, and enjoying it. I feel like one hell of a lazy bum in comparison to my friends.

What do I need the most now? A freaking arm and foot massage. Any kind soul?


BimboQueen
3/30/2006 03:06:00 pm

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