Well we got caught again, by the other party though. You know, whatever. Oh, I had my first driving hour. I was scared. I observed a girl whom's name escapes me (a bad habit I've developed), and the boy Corey. He's funny. I drove without any observers. I did ok, I was really nervous. I never mean to defend myself, I know I should just shut up and apolygize, but I always feel the need to explain myself. Me and Steve, well I, made chocolate chip pancakes, knocking over a cup of water in the process, and burning most of them. We couldn't finish them, I ate abag of popcorn afterwards anyways. I'm still not sure why. Probably nerves. Driving, I don't stop enough at stop signs all the time, and I got something like 24 miles below the speed limit when I'm not THINKING about it. As in, I'm going 6 down the road and she's like, yeahhh, you need to be going atleast 25, the speed limits 30. I'm so afraid to miss a sign or slide through a stop sign or something, anything. The girl before me revved the engine while turning, it was not pleasant.
Gabriel texted me, and wanted to hang out. It was a whole awkward conversation of hmmm, I barely know you, you are twenty years old, you are from a foreign county, and I am a socially anxious person. He lives in an apartment for god's sake! We can barely hold a legible conversation! Mostly we just smile and the other knows we didn't understand a word! And I know what he wanted. And while it's cool that he calls me pretty sometimes, and doesn't think I have the most hideous eyes in the world, he knows I have a boyfriend and all that ****. I had trouble getting the message through to him. It's nice to have a friend at work though, someone on my side whom speaks the language I don't, =/ but I think I will keep him at work.