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The story of my license

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So today I became LEGAL!!! I have me a shiny, pretty license. Woot!!
Here's how it went down.
I've spent the last I don't know how long bugging my parents to let me get my license, so they finally relented and we decided on this Friday (today), and I've quietly panicked up until today, when I not-so-quietly panicked all over the place. I learned to parallel park, and didn't learn to three-point-turn until today, when McKenzie's angel mother lent us her little car for the test (thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou) and I learned to three-point-turn at the park. Then we were off to the MVD or DMV... It seems like they switch names all the time. We waited in line FOREVER, I freaked out, and finally we got called! We signed a bunch of papers, and then went off to do the drive test! Well, I did anyway. Mom had to stay behind. They told me to go drive the car around the building  to the orange cones, so I drove to the orange cones, and parked comfortably in between them. Then I waited for a while. After waiting for a little bit, I started to feel stupid, thinking I should go back inside but not being sure, and then I finally gave up and went inside. I told them I drove to the orange cones, and the lady looked at me like I was some kind of idiot.
"Was I supposed to wait?" I nervously asked.
"Well, yeah." The lady replied coolly.
"Oh. Sorry, I didn't know."
"Well, you should have just assumed you should stay there." She smiled coldly, and shooed me off. Face aflame, I walked briskly back to the car. I got in, gave myself a stern talking-to, and then settled back to wait. Soon a man who looked very much like a tourist came and I performed the three-point-turn....
Perfectly! My hands were shaking like crazy and I got ready to escort him on the driving test, leaning over to open the door for him (the handle on the outside was broken) when he said,
"Uh-oh. This door is busted?"
"Yep... Why? Will that not work?" I asked shakily.
"No. Here, I'll give you this paper, and you can go switch cars and then come back before 3:00. You passed this test, so you don't have to do it again, but it's a safety violation to have a broken door. Sorry."
"That's fine. Thank you!" I gave him a sunny smile, then sped off to the parking lot where I beautifully parked the car, then dashed inside to break the news to my mom. She was irritated, but I really didn't care- I was too relieved that I finished that cursed turn and PASSED. So we switched cars, and I took the driving test. The test lady was really nice, and we chatted lightly as I drove expertly around a small neighborhood, finishing the test nicely. She told me I passed, gave me my papers, and I was off! I snuck a peek at my score, and...
I GOT 100%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!
I was NOT expecting that at all. I knew I'd pass, but with flying colors?? Way better than I initially thought.
I said a quick prayer of thanks, then fairly pranced over to my adoring mother and told her the joyous news. Then, I got my license! Signed, sealed, and picture-perfect!
 Ain't it just PURTY??

-DQ#1
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