guess what I just got?
NO! it wasn't a bone-r. it was A DRIVERS PERMIT.
i am now totally aloud to drive a CAR as long as i have a lisensed driver next to me which i think is actually the stupiedest thing i've ever heard because what is a licened driver gonna do if i'm in trouble? like yell at me, "USE THE WIPER FLUID – QUICK!" or "DON'T HIT THAT OLD WOMAN! – QUICK!"
if i hit her, i hit her. i don't need someone yelling at me.
my dad siad that if i lose 15 pounds by thanksgiving he'll buy me a car. i'm going to do it. it won't be hard at all. i just will stop eatingl ike the week before and i'll get a haircut and also use the scale in the upstairs bathroom that is 4 pounds generous ever since i slammed with into the toilet seat.
my mom was all like, "YOU ARE NOT GETTING A CAR IN THE CITY. WHERE ARE OYU GOING TO PARK IT?" and i said, "IN A PARKING SPOT OBVI."
anyway, i told my dad that mom's cool with it and they don't talk ever since that time at my sisters piano recital, so i'm pretty sure i'll get the car wihtout a hasssle.
WHAT KIND OF CAR SHOULD I FORCE HIM TO GIVE ME?????
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