2024.6.24–2024.6.30
Today is my last day at home...
Well, actually I'm just full of hot air; I just have to start practicing for my Category Two driving test tomorrow.
The very first day I got back, the old man started pushing me to go practice driving...
I told him I wanted to rest for a few days before going, but he said I said the exact same thing last summer vacation—said I'd rest a few days and ended up resting the entire summer.
Damn it, how was I supposed to know I'd accidentally twist my ankle last year?
If I could have practiced driving last year, I would gladly have stayed in a villa, eaten gourmet meals, and chatted with pretty young ladies.
I told the old man that during final exams I stayed up reviewing until three or four in the morning every night, and if I didn't make up for lost sleep I was going to drop dead from exhaustion.
The old man was surprisingly agreeable this time and let me lie around at home for another week.
My mom, however, gave me a bit of a lecture, saying I never work hard normally and only cram at the last minute before exams.
I thought to myself: *I'm lying to you, Mom. Your son didn't stay up late, your son didn't cram, your son was clinging to a senior female student's coattails.*
Clinging to a senior student's coattails?
Uh... of course not literally; I mean she was helping me tutor.
If I really clung to her coattails, wouldn't she break all three of my legs on the spot?
Let's talk about driving practice first. Sigh... kind of annoying…
Chapter 235