So.... I'm back.... :D
My amazing antique of a red truck sometimes likes to freak my out by not blinking when I turn on my blinkers. This really does work effectively to freak me out. Woo hoo, you should have seen me yesterday! Here's the scenario. I was leaving school, and as I was pulling out of the lot [more like the sardine can] my blinkers decided to bust on me. SO! I waited extensively for a long gap where I could pull out safely, and not confuse any of the other drivers. Because of this, my fellow sardines behind me became inordinately frustrated, and were honking quite rudely. Happily, I made it home safely, and did NOT! crash, burn, die, or all of the above.
After I got home from school yesterday, I promptly told my dad about the whole thing, and he agreed to take a look at my fuses to see what the problem was. Well. That was Tuesday. Aka yesterday. This morning at 7:20 am he comes out and says "Well, I guess I'll take a look at your truck." Yes. 7:20 am as in 5 minutes before I need to leave. Cute. Really cute. Let it be known that my mom gave me a ride to school today, with the intention of bringing my truck up later so she wouldn't have to come get me after school also. Well.... That didn't happen, so I got a note in sixth hour compelling me to meet my mom where I usually do when she picks me up. It looks like my blinkers didn't get fixed after all....
In addition to a funky blinker yesterday, the sun was shining, and our P.E. class played outside. I wouldn't really call it play though. I might revise that to say "died." That would definitely be more appropriate. After a series of beefy sprints, sprint tag, push-ups, sit-ups, and 50K lunges, I supposed I would be a little sore the next day. The next day [as in today], I woke up and felt like I'd been hit by a truck! It took a full four minutes to get out of my bed! Ugh! Tell me that wasn't hell. I suppose Lactic Acid is great, but when I say I'm on acid, it seems like it's more noticeable than Acid. Yuck. I hope tomorrow feels much better!
Today wouldn't have been so crazy had it not been -60 degrees with fourty inches of rain pelting down every three seconds. Ok, it wasn't that bad, but it was still cold and wet. NOT! my favorite weather at all! Yes. I prefer my life hot. Hot as in 80-110 hot. None of this "pleasant" 60-70 crap. Anywho, hopefully the rest of the week will be clear and hot. Or at least warm. :D Cheers!
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