Diary
And then, Ichigo Morino spoke...
Wow, today was easy.  Though I was dead tired during those five Driver's Ed hours.  The "Written Exam" was beyond easy.  Couldn't've taken me more than five minutes to speed by those twenty multiple choice questions.  100% correct.  Yeah.  *unenthused grin*

No, but seriously, it was very easy.  Sitting here with my driver permit now.  Go me.  Now I can drive around with a 21-year-old or other in the front passenger's seat.  Never driven in my life, though, but I'll be going in for actual driving classes from Monday 'till Wednesday.  Agh... 7 AM ...nuuuu!

In other news, I had a dream with Snape last night.  He was being extremely nice.  Oo;;  The world will end now.  ^o^  Oh, but I love Snape!  It'd be cute to see him nice for once.  Har har, that time has yet to come when Severus Snape shows any sort of nice streak.  Openly. 

                                                                      
--Ichigo last snickered on 7/22/03 at 5:22 PM                                 

I experienced mental torture to an unimaginable degree today.  What about you?
Driver's Ed, five hours.  Fine.  All right.  Videos, decent.  Instructor, pretty nice.  So far, fun.  Until the last 15 minutes.  Quiz, twenty-five questions.  Material, covered less than a minute ago.  Some material, never covered.  Mistake limit, 3--over 3 mistakes: you're out.  Penalty for failing: $50 fee, reschedule to take the test again next week.  Time limit, 7 minutes.

Start.

Throughout those seven long, excrutiating minutes:  he talked.  The instructor talked to us, made screetching scratchy noises on the table, turned the TV on the fuzzy channels, flipped channels at 50 mph, commented loudly.  And talked some more. ("You guys can take it easy, you've got--ooh, 30 seconds left.")  Everyone, including myself, was shaking.  I swear, this guy watches
Naruto and takes examples from Ibiki.  His mind-torture rivals that of Interrogation and Torture Master Morino Ibiki. 

Now, the $50 fee was bad, but I could take it.  The stress, however, was getting at me.  So was his annoying babble.  What I
couldn't take was failing a test--quiz--and having to wait a week to retake it.
At some point or other while my mind reeled with trying to figure out answers to questions I didn't understand, the possibility that he was pulling an Ibiki and just testing us on our ways of handling stress and the sort under horrid situations
did cross my mind.  But then again, people will kill for money, so what would stop him from nicking $50 off some poor, stressed-out students?  

Stop.  7 minutes over.

"Now, I'll give everyone who failed a chance to pass.  And everyone who passed a chance to fail."  Those were his words as he added 7 bonus questions.  Miss a point, take it off your score.  There was no way of passing unless you got all the 25 questions and the new 7 questions right.  Or missed less than three.  Everyone had already missed at least two so far, including myself.  We were doomed.

Start.  3 minutes is your time.

Needless to say, I missed three, bringing me down to a minus 5.  No way I would pass--but I tried to cheat most stealthily.  I was
not going to bruise my ego and lose $50 in the same day to a money-hungry bastard. 

Then, you know, this guy really
was an Ibiki follower.

If we got any of the 7 bonus questions right, or if we put our name on our papers ("There's still time to write those names on there right now.")...then we passed.  Everyone passed.

Ibiki, on the mark.  Me, being the Naruto hound I am,
had suspected it.  Well, briefly, but I did suspect it at one point.  ^-^;;

Agh!  But the torture...he was good at that.  Now I can say I experienced Ibiki torture first hand (or as close as I'll come to it, I hope).

The lesson: There'll be distractions (Buddy, I don't think my distractions'll ever be as annoying as that instructor's babble.) and stressful situations on the road, and everywhere else, so youz better be prepared for it.  

Wow, I hope he doesn't pull that one again tomorrow.

                                                                           
--Ichigo last snickered on 7/21/03 at 1:38 PM



And here we are with the fist diary entry.  Well, what can I say, I've had a pleasant day of RPing  (Role Playing, for those who are blinking at the screen in dumbfound confusion)  and browsing the Japanese portion of the net for Sirius/Lupin fanart.  *-*  Aaah!  Sirius, Lupin--I
love you!!

Ahem.  *clears throat*

I'm tempted to start rambling about
Prince of Tennis stuffs, but I'll save that for the PoT section.  So, well, I'm itching to go join some cliques and fanlistings!  *sparkle, bubble, heart*  Just because I adore those shiny icons.  The pretty pictures command me!

You know what, I think I'll go do that. 

                                                                              
--Ichigo last snickered on 7/20/03 at 12:01 AM
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