Wish me Luck!
I'm going to need it...I'm taking my driving test for the second time today for my lisence. I would have passed last time (82/100), but I comitted a traffic violation. Apparently, I ran a bloody STOP sign. Meh, grampa says they hire little men to hide in flowerpots with STOP signs and pop up when someone passes by. "Mwaha, alright, we got another one!" I half believe him.
My grampa likes to tell stories. Matt Taylor likes to tell stories. Matt Taylor is a lying sack of...whatever. He had said he was dating a college chick on Wednesday. Now, as I found out on Thursday, the exact day after, he's bloody well going out with a freaking Freshman! . . . nesta nin faer...sorry, Elvishness and what not. Seeing if it can be "cool-down" words. I'm going to have to have a idscussion with Matt about this one. At least when my Grampa tells stories, you know right off the bat they're going to end humorously, and probably not even be true. Mr. Taylor, on the other hand, likes to make everyone hold on to every fuc...word he has to say and believe him. He's a good friend, and I'd hate to lose him, but I can't stand his lying any longer!!
On a happier and slightly bragging note, I had Mr. Brusberg read my short-story for Honors English on Tuesday. He'd read my work before, and this story was to be an excerpt from a future part. After that, we had a pleasant discussion about my actually publishing work. He was adamant that I work at least a little each day on it. It makes me happy to know I can do something with my imagination besides drama, Band Wars Cards, and off-the-wall ideas. Glee!!
Well, my test is at 11:30, I believe, meaning I should be there at 11:20. Takes 20 minutes to get up there, so I have to leave at 11 o'clock at the very latest. Anyway, have a nice day! ^_^
My grampa likes to tell stories. Matt Taylor likes to tell stories. Matt Taylor is a lying sack of...whatever. He had said he was dating a college chick on Wednesday. Now, as I found out on Thursday, the exact day after, he's bloody well going out with a freaking Freshman! . . . nesta nin faer...sorry, Elvishness and what not. Seeing if it can be "cool-down" words. I'm going to have to have a idscussion with Matt about this one. At least when my Grampa tells stories, you know right off the bat they're going to end humorously, and probably not even be true. Mr. Taylor, on the other hand, likes to make everyone hold on to every fuc...word he has to say and believe him. He's a good friend, and I'd hate to lose him, but I can't stand his lying any longer!!
On a happier and slightly bragging note, I had Mr. Brusberg read my short-story for Honors English on Tuesday. He'd read my work before, and this story was to be an excerpt from a future part. After that, we had a pleasant discussion about my actually publishing work. He was adamant that I work at least a little each day on it. It makes me happy to know I can do something with my imagination besides drama, Band Wars Cards, and off-the-wall ideas. Glee!!
Well, my test is at 11:30, I believe, meaning I should be there at 11:20. Takes 20 minutes to get up there, so I have to leave at 11 o'clock at the very latest. Anyway, have a nice day! ^_^