a dimond in the rough

[couchnazi]

well this weekend was quite interesting. for the first time in a long time i went up north with my grandparents. it seemed like forever since i have been up there, and i know why. theres nothing to do. the only reason i went was because my g-parents were going to let me drive. well that was...ok. lucky to make it out alive is more like it. We (me gabe, g-parents) went to my aunt and uncles private property where every one like me and my sister learned to drive. well i was doing ok until i lost some contol of the car cause it hit this "secret" hill, i ran into this tiny pine that my uncle planted. heh heh. yeah definaltly didn't see that one there. well after that, we were heading home and my grandpa found a back way to get back to our cabin where there were some dirt roads. i was half asleep when he slams on the breaks (like he always does) and tells me to get out and drive. now i know why my mom drives slow in the morning. but yeah i was only going about 30 on a road that one was on, real easy when a godforsaken bird comes flying out of the bushes infront of the car. i didnt touch my breaks one bit, i thought if i hit it,all we have to do is peel it off the tire and roast it over a nice warm fire and...we're good! but now its life was spared by the slight second. but little did i know that when i was thinking of dinner the trailor that was attached to the van was rubbing on the fenders. rubbing so that it went through the tire. so i was acused of popping the tire when it was g-pas fault, thats my story and im sticking to it.

oh back tracking all the way to thrusday, i kicked a hole in the wall. lmao its big and its deep. XD