One week until exams...whoopie!
I waited two weeks... with patience for Harry Potter and the Prisoner Of Azkaban- the movie, to come out. I saw it last night with Laura, Laura's little sister Piss, Courtney, Katie, Roshaun, Amanda, this really nice blonde girl ^^, and Beth Anne--- I think that was it. Anywho- that movie was amazing... they butchered the book, but oh man... puberty hit Daniel Radcliff hard and he is absolutley goooorgeous. I really never liked rupert-whats-his-name, the guy who played Ron- so he kinda looked the same to me. The twins- Fred and George... they got hot too. Tom Felton... was the single most sexiest thing I saw that whole night. I love how is face contorts into that odd sneery grin when he makes fun of 'arry ^^ it's so cute, I mean hot, I mean sex. We all talked through the movie, I'm sure the people infront of us got annoyed- but ohwell... I needed to talk, my deep-seeded obssession with Harry Potter and Hogwarts wouldn't let me be still.
Anyway- then Laura, Courtney, and Katie came back to my house... I think I got four and a half hours of real sleep. I was so blegh this morning I couldn't think straight... the rain REALLY messed me up.
I had my first driving lesson today. This guy-my instructor- is a complete lunatic. He almost made me crash by demonstrating..out of the blue... on 234 that he had a gas and brake pedal.
Him: I want to show you how I can control your speed.
Me:huh?
Him: Abort...abort...ABORT
Me: Whaa---
He hits the brake pedal, I'm confused and I have no clue what this maniac is doing... as I lurch forward, while trying to maintain control of the car- I start to freak out and I really want to tell this guy to let me call my dad and have him come pick me up.
Him: Good, that is how I use the brake.
Me: .....
Him: I can accelerate using this lever as the gas pedal.
Glad to know my driving instructor is a genius. After scaring the hell out of me by almost hydroplaing into oncoming traffic... it's time for round two.
Him: Abort
Me: I have no clue what you mean sir
Him: Take your foot off the pedals and rest it on the carpet, you have to trust me- I have had years of experience blah blah blah
Yeah right- I was scared shitless, I really thought I was going to start crying when he pushed it from 40 (I was doing under the speed limit since there was traffic and rain) to about 55 in almost no time flat. There was a car ahead of us and we were coming up pretty close and my instict was to stop, so my foot went to the brake pedal...
Him: Did I say you could have control of the pedals?
Me: No sir
He brakes hard... REALLY hard....I'm scared, cold, and the only other person in the car is his girlfriend that had to be 20 years younger than him and looked like she was enjoying a good ride. The session went on like that until we had to pick up another student because it was his turn. I went and sat out back with his goofy-ass girlfriend. I have another session on monday, I don't want to go at all. It isn't because I'm a bad driver, infact I think many kids would have wrecked when he pulled a stunt like that- but he really did scare me. Maybe it's a trick... and my parents thought it would be a funny joke. Well if it was- they succeeded because I have no desire to get behind the wheel for a few days.
Anyway- then Laura, Courtney, and Katie came back to my house... I think I got four and a half hours of real sleep. I was so blegh this morning I couldn't think straight... the rain REALLY messed me up.
I had my first driving lesson today. This guy-my instructor- is a complete lunatic. He almost made me crash by demonstrating..out of the blue... on 234 that he had a gas and brake pedal.
Him: I want to show you how I can control your speed.
Me:huh?
Him: Abort...abort...ABORT
Me: Whaa---
He hits the brake pedal, I'm confused and I have no clue what this maniac is doing... as I lurch forward, while trying to maintain control of the car- I start to freak out and I really want to tell this guy to let me call my dad and have him come pick me up.
Him: Good, that is how I use the brake.
Me: .....
Him: I can accelerate using this lever as the gas pedal.
Glad to know my driving instructor is a genius. After scaring the hell out of me by almost hydroplaing into oncoming traffic... it's time for round two.
Him: Abort
Me: I have no clue what you mean sir
Him: Take your foot off the pedals and rest it on the carpet, you have to trust me- I have had years of experience blah blah blah
Yeah right- I was scared shitless, I really thought I was going to start crying when he pushed it from 40 (I was doing under the speed limit since there was traffic and rain) to about 55 in almost no time flat. There was a car ahead of us and we were coming up pretty close and my instict was to stop, so my foot went to the brake pedal...
Him: Did I say you could have control of the pedals?
Me: No sir
He brakes hard... REALLY hard....I'm scared, cold, and the only other person in the car is his girlfriend that had to be 20 years younger than him and looked like she was enjoying a good ride. The session went on like that until we had to pick up another student because it was his turn. I went and sat out back with his goofy-ass girlfriend. I have another session on monday, I don't want to go at all. It isn't because I'm a bad driver, infact I think many kids would have wrecked when he pulled a stunt like that- but he really did scare me. Maybe it's a trick... and my parents thought it would be a funny joke. Well if it was- they succeeded because I have no desire to get behind the wheel for a few days.