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Mar. 12th, 2004 09:12 amWednesday my mom left for her office retreat thing in NJ. After work I went to the hospital and stayed for about 45 minutes. So when I went home it was pretty late, I think I got back to Queens around 9:30pm. I called Angelica to see if she would be coming over or not -- she wanted me to bleach and dye her hair 'cause it was really washed out. She had been napping, but decided to come over anyway (probably because she really hated her hair). When I got home I started making dinner and she showed up a few minutes later. Liz and I ate and while Angelica sat, and Liz regaled us with stories of her drunk friends from school.
After lots of chatting, Angelica and I finally went downstairs to do her hair. Sharon, I know you'll find it ironic that she wanted to do blue and pink! ^^; So we bleached and then did the front of her hair pink and the back blue (pics to be added later), kinda like how mine is black in the front and blue in the back. By that time it was 1am and the last bus going back to Angelica's house had gone at 11:55 or so.
But. I had said that I'd drive her home. Did I mention that I don't have a Driver's License yet? Teehee? I have a Learner's Permit and I can drive, I just need someone to help me practice parking and 3-way turns before I can take the Road Test, otherwise I'd fail it, it would be a waste of time and money.
I felt sort of really guilty for driving her home like that -- parents are not home and I go and "steal" the car and drive without a license, I feel like a bad 80s movie. Or a good one... memories of Corey Haim and Corey Feldman in License To Drive come to mind. But I stayed off the highway (otherwise I wouldn't have driven her home) and it was 1:30 in the morning, there was no freaking traffic at all anyway. ^^ Although at one point I said to Angelica, "I hope there are no police cars doing random driver checks." She glared at me.
But I didn't feel guilty enough that it stopped me from driving her home, mainly because that first day that my father was in the hospital, the car was parked at Queens Plaza (the border of Queens and Manhattan) and the parking meter was going to run out before my mom could get to it to drive home, so basically she asked me to drive home with Liz. So, it's not like she basically hadn't let me drive illegally, with my sister in the car, from Queens Plaza, which is a lot farther away from my house than Angelica's house is. Not to mention it was around 8pm when there are still a lot of people on the road, and agressive because they want to get home, rather than at 1:30 in the morning with a grand total of 5 cars on the whole route to Angelica's and back. So. I'm still a good girl after all... just, a slightly bad one.
Oddly enough, the song that had been stuck in my head for the past few days was quite appropriate for the... occasion. Hey Jealousy by the Gin Blossoms; the song has a line that goes something like "Tomorrow we can drive around this town/ and let the cops chase us around..." When I sang it and Angelica heard the words... what else? She glared at me.
Too much excitement in my young life. ::snort::
[Stuff about the Three Days Grace concert later, I'm at work now!]
After lots of chatting, Angelica and I finally went downstairs to do her hair. Sharon, I know you'll find it ironic that she wanted to do blue and pink! ^^; So we bleached and then did the front of her hair pink and the back blue (pics to be added later), kinda like how mine is black in the front and blue in the back. By that time it was 1am and the last bus going back to Angelica's house had gone at 11:55 or so.
But. I had said that I'd drive her home. Did I mention that I don't have a Driver's License yet? Teehee? I have a Learner's Permit and I can drive, I just need someone to help me practice parking and 3-way turns before I can take the Road Test, otherwise I'd fail it, it would be a waste of time and money.
I felt sort of really guilty for driving her home like that -- parents are not home and I go and "steal" the car and drive without a license, I feel like a bad 80s movie. Or a good one... memories of Corey Haim and Corey Feldman in License To Drive come to mind. But I stayed off the highway (otherwise I wouldn't have driven her home) and it was 1:30 in the morning, there was no freaking traffic at all anyway. ^^ Although at one point I said to Angelica, "I hope there are no police cars doing random driver checks." She glared at me.
But I didn't feel guilty enough that it stopped me from driving her home, mainly because that first day that my father was in the hospital, the car was parked at Queens Plaza (the border of Queens and Manhattan) and the parking meter was going to run out before my mom could get to it to drive home, so basically she asked me to drive home with Liz. So, it's not like she basically hadn't let me drive illegally, with my sister in the car, from Queens Plaza, which is a lot farther away from my house than Angelica's house is. Not to mention it was around 8pm when there are still a lot of people on the road, and agressive because they want to get home, rather than at 1:30 in the morning with a grand total of 5 cars on the whole route to Angelica's and back. So. I'm still a good girl after all... just, a slightly bad one.
Oddly enough, the song that had been stuck in my head for the past few days was quite appropriate for the... occasion. Hey Jealousy by the Gin Blossoms; the song has a line that goes something like "Tomorrow we can drive around this town/ and let the cops chase us around..." When I sang it and Angelica heard the words... what else? She glared at me.
Too much excitement in my young life. ::snort::
[Stuff about the Three Days Grace concert later, I'm at work now!]
