its all too much part 2 - Sam on the road

its hard to drive when wind turbines are visible.(it gets me into trouble and things get shouted at me like "put your hands back on the steering wheel...both hands...open your eyes for Gods sake"

emergency stops...are actually really scary!

theoretically, the theory test cant be failed if you know all the questions that they can ask you, so that bit is fine, however, this hazard perception thing is like impossible, its stupid, i clicked at every hazard and still haven't passed it once. its annoying, and the ones in the dark you cant even see.

added pressure that im expected to pass by june....i think not

every now and then i get these brain freeze things when i actually cant even begin to work out what im meant to do next. like when traveling down a hill the car suddenly seems to be going to fast, and it doesnt seem to click that pressing the brake might be a good idea.

day dreaming can kill!!

some people are mean to me just because im a learner...how cruel is that!!

right and left have new meanings....up and down! and now i look at which light comes on to figure out what way im actually going.

sometimes when i overtake lots of parked cars in a row, i forget which side of the road im actually meant to be driving on.

im improving though, apparently...

A week of adventures and stories(highlights)

I've got some new history since I last blogged.

 I’ve seen new places,
 I’ve met new people,
 I’ve learned new things about the world,
 I’ve found new hobbies,
 I've rediscovered neglected talents,
 I've tasted new food,
 I’ve been subjected to new diets,
 I've seen new haircuts,
 I’ve felt a new type of coldness,
 I've heard new songs,
 I had a brief relationship with a new kite before it became an ex-kite…

…It’s been a busy week.

its all too much!

The music is too loud

the music is rubbish

my eyes are heavy

my reflection resembles that of a dead person

im stuck in a box for lots of hours

im alone in the box

i cant find my carmex

i interpreted my doodles on the internet and they portray me to be somewhat troubled

i dont know when i am likely to get my next cup of tea

i see no prospects for any type of banter

i apparently dont react well to change




...its a long time til i can sleep again