I've got my licence!

I've got my licence! I've got my licence! I've got my licence. Yaaay!

I don't think I've ever been this superstitious about anything. I had to wear the top and the necklace I got from my parents when I passed my theory test. I thought it would bring luck. On the bus to the lesson before the test, I realised that I was still wearing my silver necklace I got when I graduated from 9th grade. Since it's a cross/heart/anchore that is supposed to give Faith/Love/Hope I was too affraid to take it off because I thought it would bring luck, and it did. Anyway I started off with the warming-up lesson in the car that is used for the test. I've only driven it once before today, and I took a little while to get used to that car.

We drove to the institute were the test is taken, and my teacher was picked up by a driving school car. There I was all alone and nervouse to the bones. My legs were like jelly so I had to sit down, but of course I couldn't sit still so I walked around the car a bit and checked the tires. I was most nervouse about those things that I felt I hadn't done too much.

The ínspector was friendly and talkative, it made me relax after a while in the car. We drove a bit in Malmö and to Nordanå and Arlöv, then back again. Mum came crying to congratulate me and we drove to the driving school to get my present, a t-shirt. That t-shirt is the most expensive t-shirt I have now, 22745 kronors. A total of 51 lessons plus countryside driving, the risk education (halka), driving in the dark and the actual tests (theoretical and practical).

When we came home, mum and me, mum parked the car gave me her card and told me to buy two ice-creams. So I, alone, drove the car to the store and bought us two ice-creams, drove back and parked the car. Feels great! This made my day. I am actually planning to surprise Emmie today. I hope it comes as a surprise at least.