So here's my story...
PART 1 - Why I couldn't get my class 8/6 last year
To this day, I still don't have my class 5. I only have a class 7, but when I took the motorcycle course, I was able to take my roadtest for my class 5. So...I called head office in Victoria to ask them if I would be able to take my roadtest for class 8 since I was able to take class 5 already, and they said yes.
I went to the roadtest I was booked for, and they said...NO, you can't take it until...blahblahblah date. So that suxed.
So here I am .. a year later... I took my road test. Wow..on Friday the 13th too!
PART 2 - Road test
I did awesome. I usually say I suck at riding, but I was AWESOME today. U-Turns are a different story. Some of you guys seen me do U-turns last year - ie. Dark()Knight whom made me do a u-turn on a busy street going UP the hill.. heh..
I got SOOOOOOOOOOO scared this year about doing uturns..so I put my foot down for the first uturn - which was okayyyyy..
second uturn- made it...put foot down..."noo..not the foot!" ..looked at foot after finishing uturn... Dropped Puttputt.
I officially dropped my bike. *sigh* I failed. But all is well, cuz I don't cuz about no points off next time. I gonna freakin PASS my road test next time but I'll warn them to just take the freakin 3 marks off from the bat, cuz I'm going to catwalk my uturns and just pass. Yup. yup. meow. =^_^=
PART 3 - CUTE things that happened that really made me smile
While I was parked at Langara parking lot with my throbbing knee talking to Colorful, I saw a mother goose with 9 baby ducklings walking across the parking lot and back...and forth...and nested right next to the yellow curb. Awww...so cute!
While I was walking towards the Road tester people, I found a $100 dollar bill... and thought.. damn, that makes up for the $35 I wasted today.. but nope, I know someone dropped it. SSSSSSo..the honest person I am, I gave it to the road tester person..and it happens to have belonged to the other rider. (R u on the site?) I overheard, "such a nice girl..." etc etc..
So it still pays off to be honest and a good citizen.
Then... while I was riding home, passing by a school, there were TONS of children walking across the street for a field trip. As they were passing by my bike, they all said.. "cool bike, nice bike, wow..your bike is pretty...etc.." so I nodded at them, smiled at them, and then gave them thumbs up...so they grinned back and gave me thumbs up. Awww... *big grin* such a nice warm feeling.
So the moral of the story is... I still can't ride legit at night.
Okay okay.. no, the moral of the story is... it's cool to have a bike, even tho Puttputt is scratched up. ..err... whatever the moral of the story is....
my usual saying...
^_^ .. purring makes my whiskers go *poof* =^_^=