Year of the Dragon, maybe?

I have a lot to type. This morning I woke up at 5:40. I was so nervous about my test that I stupidly drank coffee. To stay awake. That's what my brain was telling me. "Drink some coffee so you'll stay awake." The drive to the San Francisco DMV was long and stressful. I was a nervous reck! My mom made me start stress breathing. Quick exhales through my teeth and then a loooooong exhale. I had to take deep breaths for a looooong time. And then they weren't that deep. My mom made me do 10 jumping jacks before I pulled my car around to the testing area. Then she made me get out and jump around while I was waiting for my instructor. Then she told me to sit with my eyes closed and just breathe. It seemed like I couldn't breathe, or even find a normal breathing rhythm.

There was an old man next to me taking his motorcycle test on a scooter. He said (to someone else) he'd taken it before and failed. The man he was talking to wished him good luck and then said the same to me. (Apparently, to a lot of people, I'm "young lady".) So my instructor came and tested all of the little things of my car. Turn signals, hazards, emergency brake, all of it. Then I was asked (just as before) to back up in a straight line. Then we were off! He told me to make a right. I accidentally got into the left turn lane, so I had to wait in-between lanes until the green light. I made lots of lefts and rights. Then towards the end, he made me do left turn after left turn after left turn, and I wondered why. About the third left turn, I began to wonder: Am I doing it correctly? I made sure to look both ways and all that junk. We pulled back into the DMV parking lot and I made a risky move: I parked between two cars. Yeep! I made 14 minor errors total. Two more and I wouldn't have passed! I guess It's just the year of the dragon! I graduated, took summer classes, got with the love of my life, and became a licensed driver in the state of California. Year of the Dragon.