Ugh, I hate going driving with my dad. It's hard to explain. It's just... bad vibe, and everyone gets upset. EEEGH. Sad that I'm gonna have to live with it for at least another year or two. Especially after I (hopefully) get my G2 in a couple weeks, my dad's not gonna care what my instructor taught me anymore. (He's very dissatisfied with her by the way) It's gonna be his way and I'm not gonna be driving his way and I'm not gonna want to drive because it's just not worth my energy. EEEEEGH. Nasty.

Not that my dad's ways are wrong, he's super careful actually. But, EEEEEGH. Bad vibe. Bad vibe. I'm off, no more thinking about this.