2002-05-04 - 1:48 a.m.
on mott smith and pensacola there's this intersection... and just before it is a hill. so as i'm cresting the hill going at a cool calm 35 mph, i notice "oh, hey... it's yellow. i should slow down and come to a complete stop." so i step on the break and i realize "hey, i'm kinda close, i guess i should press harder." so i press the break to the floor and then i realize "hey, the tires a screeching, i'm skidding. hmm... i wonder if i'm gonna stop before the line?" and i just sat there with my left arm propped up on the sill of the window and my hand on my chin while my right arm held the steering wheel. as i stopped i thought to myself "hey, i just skidded. i should've pumped the break. damn non-anti-lock-break car." and then i proceeded to adjust the car so that i wasn't so much in the other lane that i had skidded into. oh well. almost made me wish i had money to buy a big break kit from Brembo or Endless or something. probably Brembo disks for all four wheels. a stage 1 kit would be more than adequate with the Endless break pads because hey, they use those things on the Japanese Circut races, so i'm assuming they're like top notch. or maybe i'd use Green Stuff break pads because those are supposedly some of the best on the market. meh... it doesn't matter because i dont have money anyway.
and then i realized, hey, i did almost exactly what they teach us in drivers ed. 1. Dont panic 2. Keep the car going as straight as possible 3. Pump the breaks for non-ABS cars. okay, so the first two were probably because i dont think fast enough to freak out, and the third was because i completely forgot about that until after.
the funny thing is that even after i realized all that stuff, i wasn't scared and i went driving on the freeway where it was raining cats and dogs and the occasional man.
i tell you, driving late at night in the rain is kinda fun. it's a sense of "holy shit, it sure is pouring" and "gee, where's the road? i can't see it." really, i couldn't see the road. i had to keep myself in the lines by using the little reflector strips on the lane lines. i guess thats what they're there for and i sure am glad they were there. but it's a real bitch trying to drive 60 while the guys car in front of you is spraying your window with water and you can't exactly slow down because the guy behind you doesn't realize how close he is. so, oh well. i guess it's a good thing for high speed windshield wipers.
i love driving...
so, anyway...
i didnt realize how stupid i am until today. my KCC compass test really ruined my morning. i got into the math i expected to, math 24 which is equivalent to algebra 1, and for some fuckin reason i got english 22 which is just under english 100. i didn't get that because i know i'm smarter than that in english. sure my speaking may not show it, but i know i have much stronger gramatical skizillz and shit.
yes, that was on purpose.
so yeah... oh well, i guess that means i'll have an easy course schedule next year.
and then i went to school to work on some of the grad committe stuff. we ended up having to wait for a long time 'cause mr. among was MIA to us. so we got into the room from ms. dudoit. lucky us. then we wrote out the names on the invitations and envelopes. after that kerin got all anal about some book that ake was put in charge of organizing. she got all anal because ake doesn't know his fucking alphabets. kerin said while organizing it: "H-I people." implying that ake didn't fucking realize that its e-f-g-H-I-j-k-l... whatta moron.
after that we went looking for someplace to grind. kerin wanted to go to that Rainbow crapes.com place but it was closed or something so we ended up going to likelike drive-inn at about 1 something. i ordered a fried rice full order with two eggs because i figured if the first egg would cost me 70 cents and another egg would cost me only 35 cents more, i might as well go all the way, right? but i ended up lucking out and my first dish had a hair in it so they got me another dish and it was free. and then, kerin didn't want me to pay $1.05 with coins for my drink because i had no dollar bills so she made me take back my 1.05 and put in the extra 12 cents to balance the check. so in actuallity, i ended up paying just 12 cents for a whole meal and drink. whoo!
and then we all went home and slept.
after that i woke up all groggy and head sore and went and picked up randi to go do something. she was supposed to cook shrimp for me, but neither of us were hungry. i was still super full from my lunch. god damn...
and then we went to jamba juice and looked and looked and looked for parking that never came so i dropped her off and went around the block and picked her up. we ended up going to kim's house for a bit and then went back to randi's house where we fucking crashed. i dont know why but i've been fucking tired a lot lately. i guess eating all that fried rice and eggs really hit me bad. the hawaiian paralsis just took over for the rest of the day.
fuckin' diet made me all wimpy with eating.
and that was the only thing i had eaten all day. and the soda and water was all that i had drunk up until the jamba juice all day. yeah, i could be a fuckin' prison inmate and i could adopt to the food pretty well. thats three square meals a day. better than what i get now. whoo!
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