因为在神没有一件事是不可能的

Last night I went bowling with Peter, Gabe, Gus, Beth, and Erika and I won 2 out of 3 games. I think my all time high score is now up to 106. Thats good if you watched me bowl. I can barely hold the ball up let alone throw it down the lane. But the cool thing about last night was the drive up there and back. We went to Santa Ana casino because it is cheap and nice. Anyway, when Peter and I were about to leave Keith's says "Hey Mark do you want to take my car?" We thought he was joking. But sure enough he let us take it. So I got to drive a Keith's '98 SVT Cobra. It was lots of fun.

My dad still can't drive his car to work because of his broken arm. So from today on he is letting me use it! I have decided that I like it much more than Keith's Cobra. So until my Dad is better I get to drive his new Nissan Z350. I enjoyed the drive to school this morning for the first time in... forever. But I will take anything over a '73 VW bug with a slow leak in the rear left tire and a speedometer that screams when you get going 30 mph.

You know how in every class you take no matter how boring it is there is always that one guy that thinks it is so cool? Our whole keyboard class had decided that we don't have one of those people. Can you believe that? 100% of our class doesn't want to be there.

On a completely unrelated subject; (correct usage of a semicolon?) I have decided that I am not a normal guy. All my friends are always hitting on girls and checking them out, you know, normal guy stuff. Yeah I don't give a rip about girls, I couldn't care less. Someone says "Hey check that chick out!" And I am like "Yeah, it's a girl, they are everywhere. What's the big deal?" I just think I might be strange compared to normal guys, but when have I ever said I was normal?

So I went to get my drivers license yesterday and only took my SS card with me. Well I had to prove my birthday also, so I had to go home and get my birth certificate. Well I thought that an hour in line would fly by if I took my guitar and just wrote stuff whilst I wait. The first time I went I spent all the time trying to avoid eye contact with all the "hommies" that were giving me "the look". And when I went back there with my guitar all the hommies were trying to avoid eye contact with me. It was quite fun. Than the lady called me and was all pissed at me for no good reason. Stupid people. When she gave me my license I told her "thank you for being so nice and polite with me." She looked so guilty. I loved it.
maroon 5's this love Posted at 09:18 AM