• Attempt at parking at the Mira Mesa movie theater (Drove by myself right after I got my permit): Overestimated the space I had to squeeze into. Hit a black car in the space adjacent. Backed up to find I had left a white streak on their bumper. Freaked out. Drove straight home.
• Attempt at getting home safe after sneaking out with Evan: On that long stretch of straight, boring road into my neighborhood, I started nodding off and finally just fell asleep... swerved onto the curb, woke up terrified, and I hadn't realized it at the time but my hub cap fell off from the impact. Had to go searching for it the next day.
• Attempt at making a smooth exit from my house: This was Evan's; he was driving. But I kissed back, and he did hit my car. It feels like it should go on this list. He was picking me up. He leaned over to kiss me while moving forward very very slightly. It hit my car, which was parked in front, really really hardly though. My back left bumper is still cracked. His door still wont open all the way.

Not too bad after seven months with my license, right? Lol.