April 7th

Today was awesome. I went to work perfectly prepaired, got to lay out in the sun and tan for almost 2 hours, had an okay time teaching english (I have the advanced class and it was the first lesson, but I thought they were a little more advanced than they turned out to be... Oops.), went home to my mom, had dinner and spent the evening watching greys anatomy, pricate practise and good wife. Talking to Andy was kinda notsome, because he was gone most of the time. Watching soccer, no disruption please. I get it.
I told hm about my mom and her problem of accepting me having a license. Sure, insurance issues need to be cleared and it seems like they'll work it out this friday, but geez, she won't let me drive places on my own!!! I have a license for goodness' sake, I am legally allowed to take a car wherever I freaking want to BY MYSELF! An authorized tester judged my driving and concluded that I am capable of handling a car on the road alone. Why doesn't my mom understand that?
I know she's worried about her daughter growing up, but that's a bit too much love for my taste. When I asked her what she'd do to prevent an accident, she almost cried and screamed "I don't want to visit you in the ER and I surely don't want to visit you in the mortuary, because I can't yell at you anymore when you're dead!!! But be sure, I'll punch your dead body if you die."
Thanks for caring. STOP IT.
I asked Andy what he thinks and I have to hand it to him, though the guy has many flaws, he's incredebly honest and straigh foreward. He's known to be the worst judge for appropriate clothing, because he'll tell you you look fat in red, if you look fat in red. And he won't be pretty about it. However, I asked him and he said he trusts me behind the wheel. *deep breath* Good. At least one more person on my trusting list. That makes... 2. Including me.
Yeah... story of my life.