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The following three things have nothing in common [Feb. 12th, 2008|08:00 pm]
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Y'know, it's funny. Before, I HATED driving. Hated it like burning...BUT NOW that I have my license, I... actually kinda like driving? Strange... Well, it's probably because before, I would have to drive with someone (usually dad) and I felt like they were judging me and my driving ability. Which I guess was point of the behind-the-wheel and driving test, BUT STILL. Now, it's like, liberating to have the ability to go wherever I want, whenever I want within reason . Liek totally. /valley girl.

On a completely unrelated note, a major irrational pet peeve of mine is when someone (usually a writer) describes a dark-haired man as a brunette. Uh, the -ette suffix is indicative of a female (or something small). Like in Smurfette. Really. This mini-rant wasn't even sparked by anything specific, it just popped into my head randomly (like most things do) as I was about to fall asleep last night.

On another, even more unrelated note, there's this show on sci-fi channel called "The Scariest Places on Earth" which I can't take seriously for several reasons, not the least of which being the narrator reminds me of that dwarf medium from "Poltergeist". And I keep expecting her(?) to say, "Don't go into the light, Carol Anne!" (or something) and being vaguely disappointed when she doesn't. I'm also wary of any show where the people go on about "demons" or "spiritual vortices" (extra points if they say "vortexes") it just sounds like something out of a bad horror movie. *eyeroll*

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ohmygodthey'reactuallygoingtoletmedriveacar. [Dec. 21st, 2007|12:15 pm]
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HAHAHA I signed up for driving instructions and my first lesson is today at three. 8D Why yes, I do realize that everyone else did this shit at like, sixteen. :x


It's important to get my drivers license.


But I really, really, really, REALLY don't like driving. Really.


The problem is I'm too imaginative. I always imagine the worst possible outcome. Like some kind of fiery death. I'm not being pessimistic. I just have bad luck. Bad luck of the fiery death variety. I'm convinced the only reason I made it this far is because I let other people do the driving for me. Letting me drive a car by myself can only end in disaster. Fiery death disaster.

You don't believe me? Here let's prove it mathematically:

Me + car + alone x3 = gruesome fiery death.

YOU SEE. YOU CANT ARGUE WITH MATH. D:





Y'know, this wouldn't be a problem if I lived in the city where I could just walk or bus everywhere. But noooooooo. I have to live out in the middle of nowhere where everyone drives a car just to go to the neighbors'. :|

SO IF NONE OF YOU HEAR FROM ME AGAIN, THAT'S WHY.




Okay. Okay. I'm really just nervous I'll make an idiot out of myself during the lessons. That's all. But it sounds so much more dramatic this way, doesn't it? And I still don't like driving.
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