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29 December 2005 @ 07:38 pm
Let’s just talk about my car for a few minutes. On December 23, I went with my uncle and grandmother to the DMV and after a series of lines, forms, and unpleasant people, the car was mine. I still had no idea how to drive it, but it belonged to me. I find that I own a lot of things that I have no idea how to use.

My uncle “taught” me how to drive the car that day, in the snow, in about two hours. Clearly I felt confident in my driving abilities after that session. My father took me out on Christmas Day, which was somewhat more successful.

Today I drove 45 minutes to Niagara Falls for a two-second car inspection by myself in the rain with foggy windows. It was a pretty big leap for me. I don’t know how this situation came about, but I managed to get myself into it again: Monday at 10 am because my car is leaking some sort of liquid.

Christmas just ended like yesterday; it spanned about five days. Christmas in my house is a wild experience. On Christmas Eve we went to my father’s house and he took us four-wheeling, which involved being dragged through the one-inch layer of melting snow covering a vast expanse of mud and broken twigs behind an ATV driven by my father and sometimes my sister. While my sister was driving she ran over a rabbit warren so we had to take a time-out so I could cry a little.

When everyone was finished with screaming and muddy eyes and ripped gloves and twiggy hair, we went back to my father’s house to eat and open presents. The food was awesome and so were the gifts. Michelle’s new puppy was waddling around and pouncing all over everything. My father made me drive his truck home because he was too tired.

Christmas was gifts in the morning, my father in the afternoon, and grandparents + dinner at night. It was fun, but the snow was a bit lacking. It was 40 degrees on Christmas which is pretty much unacceptable.

Gifts included Family Guy, many gift certificates, clothing, many books of sudoku, and a digital camera.

Yesterday I somehow ended up at lunch with Aezad, Zhibo, and Rushad. We went to Bill Gray’s and made a mess. I like to think of it as the best time of my life. We stayed there for like three hours. Afterwards, Beth picked me and Amanda up and we went to dinner at a Thai restaurant. We went back to Amanda’s to watch Saved, hang out with her family, and eat a lot of cookies. At about one in the morning we decided to go to Wal-Mart. It was a good time.

James Freyyyyy is my new favourite. I love books about addiction for some reason. But this one especially (A Million Little Pieces); I cried 943 times. And I want to read the next one ASAP. I also only date addicts. Not consciously. But thin drug-addicted boys are probably the best thing ever invented.
mosoubo04 on December 31st, 2005 04:01 pm (UTC)
wooohooo! sudoku!!!!