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So, this weekend.
Friday I had a very eventful day in which I went to go get my permit (passed that sucked with a 17/20. The required passing score? 17/20) But in my defense, I skipped a question and it didnt let me come back to it at the end. So perhaps I got an 18/20. Nobody will ever know.
I then went to the mall and bought my class ring and Becca's Valentine's Day Gift. So, in short, I did everything I've been putting off for a while on Friday.
Then that night Becca came over and a good time was had by all. And we made cookies.
On Saturday I planned on Becca coming over at like 12. But she woke up at 11:30. So I waited. And waited. And waited. And then I was told I had to wait for Daniel to be picked up by his friend at 3. So I waited. And waited. And waited. And finally at 5:00 they came to get him. So Becca could've come over from 1:30- 5:00, but that's a whole other story. So I eventually went over there for like an hour and then we went bowling with Sweeney and Sam. After we played we went to Friendly's an had the dumbest waitress ever that somehow forgot the bannana in John's bannana split. So Becca came back for a little, and I then took her home.
Today I didn't really do anything. I didn't really feel like doing anything. I have played an insane amount of Hitman Blood Money this weekend. I haven't played video games in such a long time, and it was very nice to nerd out like that. So I played a lot of that today, and then at like 4 I went driving with Dean. For the first time. And luckily for me, he has a manual car!
So we went to the high school/ middle school and I drove there for like 30-45 minutes, learning how to use the clutch and everything. I ended up doing pretty good. Then Dean informed me that I would be driving us home. Annnnnd I think I crapped my pants at that moment. But I didn't stall or anything, so that was good news. And I didn't die or crash. Even better news.
And I really wish I was a betting man. Because I thought the Colts would win and damn me if they didn't.
Friday I had a very eventful day in which I went to go get my permit (passed that sucked with a 17/20. The required passing score? 17/20) But in my defense, I skipped a question and it didnt let me come back to it at the end. So perhaps I got an 18/20. Nobody will ever know.
I then went to the mall and bought my class ring and Becca's Valentine's Day Gift. So, in short, I did everything I've been putting off for a while on Friday.
Then that night Becca came over and a good time was had by all. And we made cookies.
On Saturday I planned on Becca coming over at like 12. But she woke up at 11:30. So I waited. And waited. And waited. And then I was told I had to wait for Daniel to be picked up by his friend at 3. So I waited. And waited. And waited. And finally at 5:00 they came to get him. So Becca could've come over from 1:30- 5:00, but that's a whole other story. So I eventually went over there for like an hour and then we went bowling with Sweeney and Sam. After we played we went to Friendly's an had the dumbest waitress ever that somehow forgot the bannana in John's bannana split. So Becca came back for a little, and I then took her home.
Today I didn't really do anything. I didn't really feel like doing anything. I have played an insane amount of Hitman Blood Money this weekend. I haven't played video games in such a long time, and it was very nice to nerd out like that. So I played a lot of that today, and then at like 4 I went driving with Dean. For the first time. And luckily for me, he has a manual car!
So we went to the high school/ middle school and I drove there for like 30-45 minutes, learning how to use the clutch and everything. I ended up doing pretty good. Then Dean informed me that I would be driving us home. Annnnnd I think I crapped my pants at that moment. But I didn't stall or anything, so that was good news. And I didn't die or crash. Even better news.
And I really wish I was a betting man. Because I thought the Colts would win and damn me if they didn't.