One last shot. π―π
Now Iβm officially out of second chances.
I have one attempt left. Just one.
And if I fail again β thatβs it.
Iβll have to pay for driving school all over again, start the whole process from zero, and go through this nightmare from the beginning.
Itβs not just about pride anymore. Itβs time. Itβs money. Itβs mental energy.
And after two exams that felt more like a setup than a fair evaluation, the pressure is unreal.
Iβm doing everything I can to stay calm.
To focus.
But honestly, it's hard not to feel like the odds are stacked against me β like Iβm not being tested on driving, but on how much frustration I can survive.
I know I can drive.
I just need them to see it β once, without all the broken system crap in the way.
Fingers crossed.
Or maybe legs too π