I Can Drive, I Swear, Don't Arrest Me!!
Man. What a day. Ugh, I hate some people so much. Because of the darling state that I live in and their scholarly rules, I had to go to the evaluator with my sister today, and we talked about what I've done this year. She annoys me so badly. Stupid old bag. And she kept clearing her throat. Bah. She yelled at me for cracking my knuckles at one point, and I felt like doing it whenever she cleared her throat. Negative reinforcement, you know. Or at least that's the theory.
Then I got to tag along to said sister's guitar lesson. Their waiting room is creepy. This little pschydelic hole in the wall- literally. I was kind of frightened to be in there for half an hour- reading the pedophilic Lolita no less. *shiver* But the room was funky- I was expecting Hyde and Jackie to show up any minute, baggie in hand.
Afterwards, mom, sis, and I went out, and I got to practice my bloody parallel parking. Hell, absolute hell. People are just idiots, every last one of them. I'm never actually going to parallel park again. I'm a healthy young person, I am perfectly capable of walking an extra couple of blocks to find an easy-in-easy-out parking space.
Ah, well. I guess I'll just live with it.
However, had an interesting talk with a friend last nice. God. I have such deep-seated romantical issues, and it's a good reason why I'll be single for the rest of my long and lonely life. Conclusion #375937: Boys are *still* stupid. And somewhere in the back of my head, my second-grade self is saying that she told me so, that she knew they had cooties. Sigh...
Then I got to tag along to said sister's guitar lesson. Their waiting room is creepy. This little pschydelic hole in the wall- literally. I was kind of frightened to be in there for half an hour- reading the pedophilic Lolita no less. *shiver* But the room was funky- I was expecting Hyde and Jackie to show up any minute, baggie in hand.
Afterwards, mom, sis, and I went out, and I got to practice my bloody parallel parking. Hell, absolute hell. People are just idiots, every last one of them. I'm never actually going to parallel park again. I'm a healthy young person, I am perfectly capable of walking an extra couple of blocks to find an easy-in-easy-out parking space.
Ah, well. I guess I'll just live with it.
However, had an interesting talk with a friend last nice. God. I have such deep-seated romantical issues, and it's a good reason why I'll be single for the rest of my long and lonely life. Conclusion #375937: Boys are *still* stupid. And somewhere in the back of my head, my second-grade self is saying that she told me so, that she knew they had cooties. Sigh...