Kates Blog

It was in 2nd period Pre-Calculus when my dearest darlingest friend, Danielle, asked how my weekend was. I told her about my new blog and she insisted she be in it. Thus, today, I will tell the great story of one of our adventures.

 The Ride

It all began at Kelsey’s 17th birthday party last year. A group of friends all went to Chevy’s in a town about 25 minutes away, but when it came time to leave, Danielleie had no ride. I knew if I’d take her, we’d have a great adventure, and what do you know, we did. She hopped into the car…literally, jumped over my car door into the hot black leather seats. She probably burnt her butt a wee bit, but casually didn’t mention anything, being that hardass she is. She went on telling me about how great our adventure was going to be, I mean, we had been planning an adventure since sophomore year. It had to be amazing, had to. We accelerated onto the freeway and I almost hit about three cars. Minor detail.

Anyways, where to go, we thought. Well, wherever we were heading, we got lost. I have, by far, the worst sense of direction. It’s a problem. Oh well, Danielleie and I managed to have fun driving around blasting my totally rockin’ CD and singing a long while wearing sombreros from Chevy’s (which are still in my trunk, by the way).  Then, a sobriey check point on the boulevard heading home. Great, just my luck. I was sober, yes, but still, it was a huge pain in the butt. Apparently I shouldn’t be wearing sombreros while driving. Psh, I just didn’t want to get sunburnt. I mean, my pasty white Irish skin burns pretty fast. Finally, after a half tank of gas, I found my way back to her house. I dropped her off, she did a quick dance for me, and I was off.

There Danielle, I wrote about you. Happy?

Oh, and here’s a picture of my Pre-Calc buddy: She’s the brown one.