Kaysville Junior High, the good years when I was one of few kids with a cell phone, I thought I was pretty cool, and my mom was nice enough to always drive my friends and I places if our Razor scooters couldn't make it. Jr High rocked. I even had a boyfriend who was A NINTH GRADER. Once I got to my sophomore year at Dear Old DHS though I realized that life was exponentially better with a car. Granted, when I got my permit at 15 my parents let me drive our car around the neighborhood to hang out with friends, but now having a real car meant for real roads with a real license!? How amazing.
*~aLl dReSsEd uP & nOwHeRe 2 go~*
Until my mom dropped us off at the high school football game.
Waiting for a ride outside Farmington Pool, TOTALLY AWESOME.
This is us, the typical Jr. High girls dropped off at the mall for a Friday night.
HIGH SCHOOL
How about the fact that there's.....nothing....more restricting than having the permissions to drive but being unable to. My 16th birthday was on a Saturday and the DMV was closed. So I had to wait until Monday to get my license. Oh, a government run office is closed on COLUMBUS DAY? Not surprised. I cried. I cried so hard that I think my mom was a little reluctant to even let me drive home using my permit. Tuesday rolled around and I finally got that little piece of paper that allowed me to drive. And I swear the heavens opened. Fergalicious blasted through those speakers on the daily as we drove to lunch.
I don't know if I'm more embarrassed by the kissy face or the Chanel earrings, either way, Amanda and I had some great times taking cool pics in the car. She liked her hair like that too.
COLLEGE
Nothing cool happened regarding a car or driving privileges when college started.
TODAY
Today is technically still college, but not the same as any of my past years at college. You know what is awful about this year? I SOLD MY CAR. Planning to buy a new one that day--things fell through, and it has now been nearly 1 month of being carless. I haven't cried like I did on Columbus Day '06, but seeing myself after a full day of running errands with my sweaty helmet on and riding my scooter has almost been enough to push me over the edge. NEW CAR PLEASE COME SOON!
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hahaha. SO many things about this are funny. So much three-barreled hair. Your straight face in the picture of me, you, Amanda, and Johnny. Your kissy face. Fergalicious. My super-sparkly belt. You crying because you had to wait 2 extra days to get your license.
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