Where to start.
Yesterday, I woke up at 7:45 to go to a swim meet. By 8:30, I was driving away from my house. I was driving. It was an amazing feeling to be able to grab the keys, tell him it's time to go, and then just drive away. I love having a permit. The only downside is that my dad made me drive his little car, a Jetta, and that is much easier to drive than the Expedition. It was a completely different feel and view. I had to adjust for the first 5 minutes, but we made it to the pool in one piece and for most of the part, my dad was proud, and it's usually hard to make him proud.
When I got there, every one was oiling up on tanning oil and eating muffins, Froot Loops, or donuts. I checked what I was swimming and I was so happy it was just 2 25's of butter fly. The meet was amazing and we got 1st and 2nd in the relays. The meet, again, was amazing because of the company and the bright sun that smiled down on us. With two friends, we went to a door at the school to see if it would be open. When I kicked the button to make the doors open automatically and they didn't, Jordan attempted to open the doors, and he did. He walked inside and then went somewhere Rachele and I decided not to go. We saw a security camera and thought it might be considered trespassing or breaking and entering if we did. So we sat outside while Jordan went somewhere. We then got crazy ideas that we could do in the halls until Jordan started singing "Umpa, Lumpa, doopidy do" while walking back to the pool. Overall, it was fun and I was happy :]
After that, I got to spend 20 minutes with Justin and then go home to do nothing. I went driving with my step mom and as nervous as she was, she was proud when she said "she came a little close to other cars on the right, but otherwise she was a great driver."
I then went across the street to my mom's house and talked/vented/ranted to her about life and what's up with our lives. When I came back, my aunts were over and it was time for me to go babysit. My aunt let me drive to the house and we'd be talking and every 5 minutes she'd say in the middle of a sentence "-and you are a kick-ass driver by the way". When we finally got the the house and I parallel parked perfectly, she told the woman I was babysitting for that at no point of the ride was she scared and she said I did everything perfectly. I was ecstatic.
While babysitting, Kendall (10) and I took their dogs, Bailey and Tilden, to the field near by at my middle school. It was so hilarious and entertaining to watch their dogs be so happy right as the sun is setting. After about an hour of playing, we decided to head home before it got too dark.
The rest of the night, we watched "Everyone Hates Chris" and "Malcom in the Middle".
When I got home, my aunt, sister, and I wached South Park until my dad and step mom got home. My aunt raved to my dad about how good of a driver I am and how she is going to take me driving when I walked into my room and passed out.
Good day. Good memories.