Laughter is one of my favourite things. Without that, life would be dull. It’s better than crying, right? Yesterday I wasn’t laughing. I still need to take driving lessons, so the goal to get a driver’s license for my birthday is not gonna happen. Better to practice than going the driving test several times. That’s the bad news. The good one is that I sighed up for a UX/UI design beginners course. It’s not free, so I hope it’s worth it. It’s about designing layouts of website, mobile and that kind of things. There are assignments, videos and a mentor who gives you feedback. It happens online, so I don’t need to go anywhere. If it’s too hard, laughter won’t happen. I hope I learn something.
Laughter is the best. I keep watching the same comedies shows over and over again. They never get old. I don’t know how many times I watched, e.g. Friends or Frasier. A shame you can’t watch full episodes online. There are some, but that’s like searching for a needle in a haystack. You can’t buy every DVD out there, or there would be nothing else to do. On Youtube, there are short clips, so that’s better than nothing. Laughter doesn’t only mean made up comedies. It can also be in daily life where someone says something funny, and people laugh at that. Laughing makes you feel better too. If you had a bad day or you feel sad, then laughter is a good cure. The best is when you can’t stop laughing at something, and you feel you’re about to burst. I don’t know if you can die laughing, but that’s how it feels like.
Laughter brings joy to others. The best laugh is kids laughter. When I was a kid, I laughed a lot. But after my sister died in 1983, the laughter disappeared. My mother used to say I was much happier when I was younger. When you experience something sad at a very young age, laughing and smiling isn’t on the agenda. Bad experiences change a person. But laughter saves you from getting sadder. You can’t live in the past and think you can’t laugh again. Watching something that makes you laugh or whatever you do to fill your life with laughter. You don’t even need to feel down. Laughter is good for any mood. I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna head for Youtube and find something to laugh at. Until to the next laughter.
You read it right. I am now going to driving school. I didn’t need to start all over, though. I only need to go to the risk recognition training program. It’s online. Then I need to take the theory test. When I pass that, it’s driving in a simulator and then with a real car. Then it’s only the driving test left. Soon I can drive your car. Sounds easy but it’s not really. I have to pass the tests too and I don’t know if I do them on the first try. 26 years ago I had to take the theory test at least 10 times, and the driver’s test 3 times. It was different then. It was all done on paper and the driving lessons were only with a real car. We also had a book to read. The driving school was also in two parts. Now it’s only one. You had to sit on a bench (a chair more like it) in a class and listen to the teacher. Now you can study in your own time. There are 4 hours of theory, 2 hours of driving in a simulator and 2 hours with a real car. I’ve now done 3 theory lessons. Before driving, I need to pass the theory test. Fortunately, you can test your knowledge online before going to the real test. I’ve tested it once and I got 66% right. That’s far from passing a test. In multiple-choice questions, you need 11/15, the picture questions 43/50 and risk recognition 4/5. The driving test is not as nerve-wracking as the theory test, because I’ve done it before so I know what to expect.
There is a lot of driver’s who thinks they own every road. They break rules and they think they’re racing drivers. Being someone who has seen the other side of the road, so to speak. The one’s who use public transport, cyclists and pedestrians. I know what kind of driver I don’t want to be. I can see things from their perspective. I’m an ideal driver. I don’t drink, do drugs, I’m not a risk-taker and selfless. I also don’t use my mobile while driving either.
When I get my license, I don’t need to buy a car. I can use my dad’s. He’s not allowed to drive anymore. He’s given me lifts all my life, so now it’s my turn to return the favour.