Yes, yet another blog by yours truly. Oddly enough, as much as my last blog sucked, it got 20 comments. That's more than I get… like ever.
<center><b>The Title:</b></center><div style="background-color:#99CCFF; margin:13px; border:2px solid black; padding:3px"> It's the name of a song by Ankla. I rather like Ankla, but for the life of me, I can't find lyrics to any of their songs. If someone could direct me to some lyrics, I'd much appreciate that.</div><center><b>Driver's Ed:</b></center><div style="background-color:#99CCFF; margin:13px; border:2px solid black; padding:3px"> Got another meet tomorrow, which is nothing new. What kinda makes me nervous is the fact that I'll be driving on a major highway at that time, the first time in my life. I'm gonna really have to pull it all together tomorrow.If you happen to live in the Oswego area of New York, I advise you stay off of route 81 between 6:30 and 8:30 tomorrow morning.</div><center><b>Life:</b></center><div style="background-color:#99CCFF; margin:13px; border:2px solid black; padding:3px"> Nothing too new, albeit the girl whom I assumed hated me is now randomly talking to me. She IM'd me the other day, asking about my summer and general small talk. Then she said, "Well, I just wanted to say hi because I never talk to you."At this point, I'm thinking, "No shit Sherlock, and whose fault is that?"I've honestly made several attempts to talk to her, all of which she shot down.Are women ever gonna be easy to read?</div><center><b>Damage Report:</b></center><div style="background-color:#99CCFF; margin:13px; border:2px solid black; padding:3px"> My brother and I were tossing a football back and forth earlier today, which is cool and all. Then he gets real close to me and just whips it at me. I kinda jump to the right and swing my left hand out, trying to tip it off a bit.The only thing I managed to do was get my finger nail nearly ripped off as the ball whizzed by me. I immediately felt pain, and I immediately started bleeding from my nailbed. Fun stuff.</div><center><b>Random Image:</b></center><div align="center" style="background-color:#99CCFF; margin:13px; border:2px solid black; padding:3px"><img src="http://www.trippintees.com/images/jesussavesL.gif" border="2px"></div><i>If you're 555, what does that make me?</i>
That damage report…did you slam your brother one after?
Fuck driving, I walk anywhere I need to go…
@SY: XD (second comment)
@Poly: Thanks for the tip@Kenon: What's it like to be a heretic?@serprex: No, but now that you mention it…@sk8: What SY said. Times 10.@RS: Thanks… :)Dang, the women I know - They just can never make up their damn minds (Sorry for the language, but srsly…) And drivers ed… Don't sweat it. Take my advice - if you run into some sort of problem, DON'T SLOW DOWN - it only makes things worse. Instead, speed up and blaze out of the problem instead! :D It's saved my ass a few times, believe me on that. And driving on the highway is no problem at all. hell, driving in a suburb with a broad on a cell phone in front of you is alot harder. The highway is just faster, you gotta move just a bit faster. My final driving test was to drive around on the highway at rush hour with a torrent of rain coming down at me, so you should have no problem. XD