Aug 10, 2009 13:41
I miss my truck. I remember going to the fair in it with Barbara. And sitting on top of it waiting for the traffic to die down. I remember trying to get out of Sam's driveway. And driving back from town with Bri and Sam. The beginning of my (first) senior year I was trying to park straight and some friends were watching me go forward and back and forward and back and the parking job was still diagonal. After homecoming Barbara and I sat in the back of it and just hung out. And then I got pulled over after spray painting West Valley's rock with Jessie and Barbara and I only had my provisional license.
I have been sick with a cold since Wednesday! And I'm finally starting to get better. My mom broke her toe on Saturday night. She's at the doctor's right now. I think she'll be fine. I am really mad at my brother right now. And I'm sick of not having money!