i made a new friend yay.
i just got back from Glendora Mountain Road.
started out great. Viet drove Jerry in his GSX(was Walter's GSX), Paul drove Warren in his MR2, Walter took me in his WRX, and Chris drove his chain smoker ass in his Corolla.
the run uphill was awesome, Walter wasn't even trying on turns that were almost like a Uturn. his tires were really bad though. i guess he couldn't wait till next week to get his tires changed. When we reached the top, he did a run with jerry downhill and back against some dude who was already at the top of the hill. i think he was driving a CRX
on the downhill part towards the entrance, Walter oversteered and glided the side of the mountain, which caused the right side of his rear fender to come loose. viet, chris, and i tried pushing it in and made sure it would hold.
went to ai, played jerry a game of guitar freaks. family restaurant rocks. walter is getting into guitar freaks yea! chris wanted to meet stacy since he heard that walter met her at the hoobastank concert and thought she'd be a cool person. bleh not his type.
i love driving the wrex he calls it.
warren was being a bitch again, he went home with paul.
on our way back on the 57S walter's bumper started coming off on the right side. chris and walter tried pushing it back in just when walter remembered he had painters tape in his trunk. walter and i taped that shit up, and it held very well.
Chris: "you're awesome, you're a girl wearing a skirt, and you can duct tape."
Walter: "You kinky bastard."
i feel really bad for walter even though he really doesn't care about the damage, he said it was bound to happen anyways. no need to get angry about it, what's happened, happened. i like his attitude.
Walter took me home since warren left without me, he was my ride too.
he started bitching at me on the phone. fuck i hate that, i hate yelling at him while next to other people.
i haven't seen Chris or Walter since last summer, and i've never really talked to them either. i really like how i can talk to people i hardly know and carry on a great conversation. best part is when they can talk to me the same way.
Walter's awesome, CSUF is paying him to go to their school to double major in music and business. he's so smart and he can play the violin even though he doesn't like it. he told me he used to cry when his parents forced him to play.
Amazing somehow he knew things that's happened to me over the 2 years, like my probation, how warren and i met, etc. i guess word gets around at john's.
oh well, he told me to come to his place on Diane's birthday, because he's holding it at his place. he lives by himself in Irvine with his brother and he's only 18. roxors speaking of birthdays. his birthday is on valentines (2/14/87), day after mine, wow. he hates it because he gets cards for his birthday, only one present haha.
i'm very happy that he just randomly asked me to come with him to Glendora because he heard i like to explore mountain runs. i love making friends.
started out great. Viet drove Jerry in his GSX(was Walter's GSX), Paul drove Warren in his MR2, Walter took me in his WRX, and Chris drove his chain smoker ass in his Corolla.
the run uphill was awesome, Walter wasn't even trying on turns that were almost like a Uturn. his tires were really bad though. i guess he couldn't wait till next week to get his tires changed. When we reached the top, he did a run with jerry downhill and back against some dude who was already at the top of the hill. i think he was driving a CRX
on the downhill part towards the entrance, Walter oversteered and glided the side of the mountain, which caused the right side of his rear fender to come loose. viet, chris, and i tried pushing it in and made sure it would hold.
went to ai, played jerry a game of guitar freaks. family restaurant rocks. walter is getting into guitar freaks yea! chris wanted to meet stacy since he heard that walter met her at the hoobastank concert and thought she'd be a cool person. bleh not his type.
i love driving the wrex he calls it.
warren was being a bitch again, he went home with paul.
on our way back on the 57S walter's bumper started coming off on the right side. chris and walter tried pushing it back in just when walter remembered he had painters tape in his trunk. walter and i taped that shit up, and it held very well.
Chris: "you're awesome, you're a girl wearing a skirt, and you can duct tape."
Walter: "You kinky bastard."
i feel really bad for walter even though he really doesn't care about the damage, he said it was bound to happen anyways. no need to get angry about it, what's happened, happened. i like his attitude.
Walter took me home since warren left without me, he was my ride too.
he started bitching at me on the phone. fuck i hate that, i hate yelling at him while next to other people.
i haven't seen Chris or Walter since last summer, and i've never really talked to them either. i really like how i can talk to people i hardly know and carry on a great conversation. best part is when they can talk to me the same way.
Walter's awesome, CSUF is paying him to go to their school to double major in music and business. he's so smart and he can play the violin even though he doesn't like it. he told me he used to cry when his parents forced him to play.
Amazing somehow he knew things that's happened to me over the 2 years, like my probation, how warren and i met, etc. i guess word gets around at john's.
oh well, he told me to come to his place on Diane's birthday, because he's holding it at his place. he lives by himself in Irvine with his brother and he's only 18. roxors speaking of birthdays. his birthday is on valentines (2/14/87), day after mine, wow. he hates it because he gets cards for his birthday, only one present haha.
i'm very happy that he just randomly asked me to come with him to Glendora because he heard i like to explore mountain runs. i love making friends.