The first entry in a most likley short lived journal series
Today = good day. power went out in the morning = greg drives his mom to her nail appointment b/c her car is locked in the powerless garage. Little did i know the best part of my day was still to come. Since my father refused to let me drive the corvette to "queer eye" on tuesday we got in a fight which resulted in him agreeing to let me take it out this weekend. So FINALLY after four whole days (which seemed like a lifetime) saturday had arrived. it was time to pick the lucky soul that would join me in my cruising. but who would it be!? how would i choose?! it was a problem... i though and thought. restless sleepless nights ensued as a result of this life altering decision. as i toggled back and forth-weighed the pros and cons if became painfully clear who i needed to choose. Sam. i had to! hes good looking, funny, good looking, smart, goodlooking, talented, good looking, interesting, good looking, nice, and he compliments me. the only draw back is hes not that good looking...WHAT!? no one knows. So after getting a late start sammy and i headed to Marc's house (damn princess!)on the way = chapter one lesson three in the text book that is sammy. who knew learning could be so fun (and good looking)after watching TV w/ (dying) princess-marc and i went for a ride in my hot car. the rest of my day = more driving more sammy more marc more michelle more fun more SPINNING OUT AND DRIVING THE CORVETTE OFF THE FUCKING ROAD!!!(whoops) here i am writing my first journal entry...aaahhh good day i would say! HEY lets go down to the bay and eat some hay-i just may! now i am off to my fathers surprise birthday party then its on to bigger and better things such as coffee w/ joe at 9:50 followed by an eventful night at OU. ::greg leaves::