Its been a day since I have passed my practical driving test and it still feels all too surreal for me to take it in. I mean since the start of summer I could not even steer properly and my instructor had looks of hopelessness. Well yesterday, he had the widest grin and said to me: you done it mate!! Well done! Once I asked what his favourite bit of the job was and he said to see his students pass.

Before this whole big WOOHAA. It was such a stressful and nerve racking time. Possibly one of the worst times of my life. I was completely filled with nerves that I could not sleep or eat properly. What made it worst was that the Sat that has gone by, I went up to Leeds to drop my stuff of and had manage to leave my important documents for the driving test there. So on Sunday, I had to take a train back up to Leeds (4 hours up and down) to get 2 pieces of paper. I was swearing at myself at that point in time. So I really did not get much sleep at all. But coming to think about it, I think there was a purpose behind me going up, it was that I had so much free time in the trains to really focus on God and prayer. I managed to finish reading a book. The title was: God never failed me once, but he sure scared me to death a couple of times. :D

And now I am sat in the train once again to go back up to Leeds to return to my life at uni. Not sure how this year will turn out like. Busy? Worthwhile? Struggle? Unsafe? Happiest? But I do know how my butt will turn out like: BIGGER, from sitting in the car up to Leeds on sat to the train today. CLOCKING IN A TOTAL OF A WHOOPING 20 hours!!!