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« on: May 18, 2003, 01:20:50 AM »
Hello again. The following is a completly true story of when I went to drivers ed (last july)
The drivers ed was at the local school.
Well Me being home-schooled in all, Of course I didnt have ANY thing in common with the local punks. These idiots didnt even like video games!!! All they ever had on their brains it seemed was their porn collections they had at home. Well this one kid, Rusty was his name (I think his brain was a little rusty) just didnt like me for some stupid reason or other, so he decided to pick on me. My teacher had given all his students a slip telling the rules (no fighting ETC) And I didnt want to bite and fight this moron. I should probably explain that everybody had a partner, Luckily my partner was my girlfriend. Well anyway Rusty tried to choke me one day. Not to sneeky (it was right in front of everybody except of course the teachers in the gym) That was the day we were issued our permits. The really funny part, sad I suppose, was the next day Rusty and his two friends Joe and Kenny were killed in a car crash when the car they were driving was hit by a Semi. :( Of course everybody though that it was a bad omen and that anybody who tried to do harm to me, would end up mysteriously dead, so I didnt have too much trouble after that. Well, Im not really like other kids my age. One thing is the music I love. This includes Honky tonk, Classical, Jazz, rag, disco, and acouple other not so popular types of music.Well where I live theres a radio station called NPR (national Public radio) and has only these types of music. BTW my girlfriend also likes these types of music (we both play the piano and these types of songs). Well Scott (our teacher) always had the radio going when we were in the van (it was often some heavy metal crap that I guess he thought the punks would like). Well after this fortune,misfortune I decided to get braver, so one time I asked if I could change the station to my favorite station, He reluctatly agreed. I switched it over to NPR in a smooth tap of the button, and cool jazz music filled the speakers. I expected him to say something like, " You listen to this?" but he said nothing. I looked out of the corner of my eye, and I seen a kind of startled look on his face. After about 5 miles of silence, he spoke up and admited that it was actually his fav radio station too. So every time after that NPR was always on when It was mine and my GFs turn to drive. :)
It‘s-a me, Marionut#1!
Edited by - marionut#1 on 5/18/2003 12:07:11 PM
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