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omens
on the way to the behind the wheel test this morning, I was flipping radio stations when the song "I will survive" began. Out came the first words: "at first I was afraid/ I was petrified!"

.... then the radio stopped working abruptly.

Waiting in the line of cars for my driving test to start, my mother asked me to roll down the windows. I rolled down hers, and then mine.

Which then decided it didn't want to roll back up again. Ever. (The radio still wouldn't work.)

I went from worrying about sunburn to being cold as clouds formed overhead and a breeze picked up. (It looks like it might rain today. When we took the car to the autoshop post-test, they said it would be about four hundred something to fix the window and replace the parts that roll it up and down. They couldn't fix the radio, which is a problem with the wiring somewhere in the trunk.)

And yes, I failed my driving test.

The omens were a bit much, though.

Mum and Dad and Sarah are all going to move Sarah in fully to her apartment in Oregon, which means that I am going to be home with my also unlicensed baby brother, and no means of driving either of us anywhere.

Oh well.