Geocaching = Pain; Not Driving!
Hey guys? Remind me never to go driving down bumpy roads in the middle of Nowhere, Indiana? It hurts. A lot. Which is why Geocaching is so much fun. I hate my weekends. They're full of the same old crap. I need to get a life!
Which brings up a interesting point: My mom asked my aunt for her ancient (well, it looks ancient) Ford truck. It's a 3-speed (whatever that means, I don't know much 'bout cars except they go from one place to another), and has NO: power windows, power brakes, power steering AND no AC. My aunt refused to give it to me on grounds I live in Miami. My mom's excuse for wanting the truck was so that I would second guess my decisions to go out at night (i.e mall, parties, even school!). How pathetic an excuse is that?
I'm just going to accept the fact that I'm not going to be driving anywhere any time soon. Which sucks, as it would just be bad if I have to rely on my 'rents for a drop-off and a pick-up on a date. Which I really don't want to have during H.S (using Jen's philosophy).
I'm going to go do some Chemistry. I'm like a whole week behind in that class. Not good.
~SAM
Which brings up a interesting point: My mom asked my aunt for her ancient (well, it looks ancient) Ford truck. It's a 3-speed (whatever that means, I don't know much 'bout cars except they go from one place to another), and has NO: power windows, power brakes, power steering AND no AC. My aunt refused to give it to me on grounds I live in Miami. My mom's excuse for wanting the truck was so that I would second guess my decisions to go out at night (i.e mall, parties, even school!). How pathetic an excuse is that?
I'm just going to accept the fact that I'm not going to be driving anywhere any time soon. Which sucks, as it would just be bad if I have to rely on my 'rents for a drop-off and a pick-up on a date. Which I really don't want to have during H.S (using Jen's philosophy).
I'm going to go do some Chemistry. I'm like a whole week behind in that class. Not good.
~SAM