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16 years ago
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Yesterday I took the road test, and passed. It was actually almost a fail, but all the mistakes I made were justified ("being too far towards the center of the road"? bullshit, it was a residential area with no oncoming traffic and all the parked cars were on my side). Anyways, I passed the test yesterday but forgot my paperwork at home and so couldn't get my license until today, when I brought them to the DMV.
So my dad drove me to the auto shop to pick up my "new" car, a manual transmission 1999 Plymouth Breeze with 180,000 miles that was previously owned by my sister, after being owned by my father. It was in the shop because the starter switch mysteriously became unusable sometime last week, due to a burnt fuse somewhere in the hood. Among its other problems are: no working radio set, non-adjusting side mirrors, broken electronic locking system, and almost-burnt-out headlights (so I have to use my high-beams at all times when driving at night, even when downtown).
But hey, I'm not complaining. It'll get me places, and it has a pretty good fuel economy.
Also, I finally managed to get a hold of a leak of Julian Casablancas's new album "Phrazes for the Young". It's... alright. It's got this 80s pop tone about it, which many people I'm sure would like but which I don't find appealing. Which is a shame, 'cause I preordered it yesterday. Maybe it'll grow on me like "First Impressions of Earth" did, an album he made with the Strokes. It's a really, really good album but at first I didn't like it because it took too long to get used to and deviated too far from their other two albums.
In other news, I hate high schoolers. You all know who I'm talking about. The collective back-talking idiot who's always making some snarky comment and drowns out all the other noise. The masses who clog the school hallways when they stop to loudly bicker with their superficial friends. The people over whom I can't hear 20dB of music out of headphones, and more importantly, over whom I can't hear the morning announcements in class. It's because they block those announcements that I missed last week's show band practice, wasn't aware there wouldn't be one tonight (I drove a half-hour out of my way only to find out I'd have to go back), and had no idea I'd be performing on one occasion.
That is all.
So my dad drove me to the auto shop to pick up my "new" car, a manual transmission 1999 Plymouth Breeze with 180,000 miles that was previously owned by my sister, after being owned by my father. It was in the shop because the starter switch mysteriously became unusable sometime last week, due to a burnt fuse somewhere in the hood. Among its other problems are: no working radio set, non-adjusting side mirrors, broken electronic locking system, and almost-burnt-out headlights (so I have to use my high-beams at all times when driving at night, even when downtown).
But hey, I'm not complaining. It'll get me places, and it has a pretty good fuel economy.
Also, I finally managed to get a hold of a leak of Julian Casablancas's new album "Phrazes for the Young". It's... alright. It's got this 80s pop tone about it, which many people I'm sure would like but which I don't find appealing. Which is a shame, 'cause I preordered it yesterday. Maybe it'll grow on me like "First Impressions of Earth" did, an album he made with the Strokes. It's a really, really good album but at first I didn't like it because it took too long to get used to and deviated too far from their other two albums.
In other news, I hate high schoolers. You all know who I'm talking about. The collective back-talking idiot who's always making some snarky comment and drowns out all the other noise. The masses who clog the school hallways when they stop to loudly bicker with their superficial friends. The people over whom I can't hear 20dB of music out of headphones, and more importantly, over whom I can't hear the morning announcements in class. It's because they block those announcements that I missed last week's show band practice, wasn't aware there wouldn't be one tonight (I drove a half-hour out of my way only to find out I'd have to go back), and had no idea I'd be performing on one occasion.
That is all.
