Thread: And I'm supposed to be an adult?

Hahaha! Nice . But I'd cry if the poor defenseless books at my favorite store were assaulted! As to the car, it really is. I feel kind of bad about the car because my brother and I were shopping together and it was out of his price range but it was in mine.... so I kind of bought the car he wanted . Though I don't have my license yet! I blame him. My friends and his friends would ask me why I haven't gotten it and one answer explained it all. Well, I was learning how to drive in Dad's car... then Jon happened. and they all under stood. What had happened was my brother had gotten into a really bad accident, if he hadn't sped up to avoid the car then it would have hit him drivers side and killed him. There was a stop sign placed so far back you couldn't see around the corner and he was following his friend. His friend went and he stopped at the sign, then he went up to the road and stopped again but a woman in a jeep or something saw him coming up to the road, overreacted, and swerved towards my brother's car thinking he was going to go but he wasn't. Seeing her coming he tried to get out of the spot before her car hit his. It managed to only hit the back of his car but it was a nasty, nasty dent. Wouldn't you know there was a witness that agreed that she had overreacted but he fled when they called the cops to report it. Bastard . THEN THEY TRIED TO CHARGE MY BROTHER FOR RUNNING A STOP SIGN! BASTARDS! His car was totaled and call me bitter but I can't feel all that bad for him. To me it just seems like Karma because he shouldn't have been there at that time. My brother and his friend were judging a debate tournament I was involved in free entry if you bring a judge. We are waiting to hear who won what that takes like two hours and my brother comes up and asks if I can find a ride with someone else because he wants to go. I'm shocked because he is supposed to be my ride. He's my BROTHER after all. I try and convince him to stay and when that fails I ask around all of my friend who drive but none of them can give me a ride home. I tell him this and he goes off somewhere. About ten minutes later I get a text message. You're getting a ride home with Mr. Hall. Mr. Hall is my teacher! I got really mad and started texting him because it was humiliating to have to get a ride home from my teacher because my brother decided to abandon me. I called him a Bastard. Then he texted that he got hit. Then I called him a lying bastard. Then he texted me the picture of his car's dent. All I can say I that if he hadn't been such an asshole and dumped me on my teacher, if he had taken me home twenty minutes later like he was supposed to then that wouldn't have happened! See? A touch of karma. If he had just waited for the awards to be over then he wouldn't have gotten hit, his car wouldn't have bee totaled, he wouldn't have had to go to court, he wouldn't have had to use dad's car, mom and dad wouldn't have been so frustrated at him for not doing anything with his car and would not have been so short with me, and, on top of all else, he wouldn't have taken the car I was using to practice and I would have my license! Funny how things work like that isn't it? Well, today I had my first day of college! Yay! I had to care a load of HEAVY books al over while we loved for a parking pass for my car but I still had fun times . My first class is Health, the teacher is really cool, he is 60 with a surprisingly convincing comb over. He is really cool. He actually had us go around the class, say our name, age and what we were studying. It was kind of childish but cool. I learned I have a kid from Vietnam in my class. I have to say I like the look. My teacher told us a bit about the draft. Apparently they used a lottery technique first, like bingo I think only there would be a birthday on all the balls and they would recruit you by your birth day. My teacher said that his birthday was the first birthday called. Between classes I had the best time! At first I felt all lost puppy and alone type thing because I had two hours and nothing to fill it. My class even let out early so even more time. I wanted to get a coffee drink but after I put down my books and purse I really didn't want to pick them back up again and if I left them they were likely to get stolen. So I just sat and moped a bit. I tried to go on my lap top but it wasn't working so I drew a picture and then I sat around eavesdropping on another groups conversation. Apparently someone his Justin Bieber Yay! Oh come on, will you really tell me this is a boy? and they were like ten years older then I was, they were saying how their style is so different form high school and how they think it's stupid to still be wearing high school cloth now that you're in college. I have to say I looked down at my cloths and was a bit sad. When they all left I was sad again because at least listening to them had been interesting. Then this other guy comes up and he asks if I can sit with me. He looked soooooo familiar I had to say yes just so I could stare and try and figure out who he was. then I remembered and said. Hey. You dated my friend. and he says Who? and I tell him who and he was all like Yeah, it didn't end well. and I said. I remember. You're dating Amanda now right? Utterly fascinating isn't it? and he said. Yeah but I think she is going to break up with me. She keeps saying 'We need to have a talk'. and I was sad because I liked the two of them as a couple. My friend Amanda has a facial deformity, it is minor but noticeable. It's so sad because she is the sweetest person. She is also likely to be too proud to get it surgically fixed. So I notice he has a HUGE coffee drink and I was like O-face Can I have some! and he was like. Yeah sure. They gave me a free donut with it. I don't want it but it came free, you want it? and I was all like. Ohmigawd! I loooove you!! and then he pulls out this big lap top and as I sipped his coffee drink and ate his donut I was like. Hey... can you fix my lap top? and he looked up and said, Oh, yeah, sure. and I was all like, Nya! I LOVE you! You are like my hero today! so I ate his donut and drank some of his coffee while he fixed my computer - it was great. Then this girl with pink hair comes up and we start talking and all I can do is stare at her head. No lie, bubble gum pink EVERYWHERE! Then she asked me if she could give me a... Tifa hug I think she called it. Not sure what that was I asked and he Mr. Awesome laughed and she explained that it's an anime character that sneaks up behind people she is meeting and hugs them by reaching around them and squeezing their boobs... while squeezing her boobs to demonstrate... a few times... okay more then a few times... Yes, there was a lot of her squeezing her boobs in my face. I was quite confused. Assessing the fact that I have had neither a boyfriend or a girlfriend and seem to have no serious preference other then serious hots for smart guys. Serious, there is this kid in my math class that looks like a total nerd and I was mad I wasn't sitting closer I am deciding to classify myself as pansexual. Love is love and lust is lust. Anyways, we had a brief discussion about anime and such and about the upcoming anime con CHIBIPA! I love it, always close to home - and she went off to Return books to her lover knowing this girl briefly I couldn't be sure if she was serious... Anyways, sadly, it came time for my next class and Mr. Awesome showed me where it was and I met my math teacher. He had an accent I am unfamiliar with. It is sort of french, sort of American, sort of something else. Anyways, he is a very up tight and together man. he walked back and fourth in front of the class, I'm not sure what to make of him. It seems to me that as long as I do well he will be a good teacher but if I do poorly I will hate him... if that makes any sense at all... Oh, and he has a nice ass - other then that I have no interest in either of my teachers thus far. I have the two guys on Monday and Wednesday and two girls who I will meet tomorrow on Tuesday and Thursday. The boys are on late days, the girls are on early mornings. I'll explain that more tomorrow. I really need to get to sleep. Good night everyone, sweet dreams.