Anyway, I almost died today! Three times! Fun. Yes, today I stared my six hours for getting my permit. My school is one of very few that still does behind the wheel instruction. This is generously taught by the school's gym teachers (and Mr. Costello, but he's the world's awesomest chem teacher, so he's safe from my criticism). And the gym teachers in my school are a piece of work, all of them (except for a select few) with man-ladies and the meat headed psychos.
The gym teacher I had instruct my driving was a total hypocrite! He said to stay calm and that I would screw up if I was nervous, which I was because it was my first time driving something remotely car-like. He even had the nerve to compare it to a bike... AND I'M TERRIFIED OF BIKES! seriously, this gym was a total freak.
I CAN'T TURN THE CAR! He took me out on the road, with real cars, expecting me to do fine. Yeah, that's how i almost died three times, from crashing into other cars because this guy had no idea what he was doing! And each time i would almost crash, he'd freak out and start yelling. I'm from a family where yelling does not exist. So hearing him yell freaked me out, making me want to crash the car and kill myself on purpose in hopes of killing him too! And if I didn't, no driver's ed for anyone for awhile, him getting fired, and none for me ever. Jesus, that was a very screwy thought.
This is why gym teachers ruin society. They have the strange delusion that yelling their heads off until their arteries burst will solve their problems. This only proves that they should all be placed in a giant room and nothing else (except for the select few).
~Iggs
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