windshield wipers.

my parents became infuriated today because i "only grunt at them". this is entirely not true. i also shrug.

behind the wheel is going swimmingly for all who are curious. successful parallel park today. which was tricky, because i had no cars, cones, or markings to determine where the two invisible vehicles were located.

the concept i am worst at in behind the wheel is figuring out those bloody windshield wipers. since when does pushing up the trigger cause the soapy stuff to come out? those front windows were squeaky clean when i was done with them, let me tell you.

i almost hit a crow today on the road. you'd think it would be near impossible to hit an animal with wings on the road, but tis not so.

apparently i have a small problem with road rage. i say small because i tend to be falsely kind to my fellow drivers. LOOK if you pass me, and then i catch up to you, and later pass you, i am going to wave to you and mouth the word 'SUCKER'. i just am.

continuously checking your mirrors is one of the checks needed to pass behind the wheel. to test this, the teacher will ask you to tell whats behind you without looking. mr. hudak asked me to tell him what color the car behind me was without looking. i told him with a fairly certain tone, 'blue'.

there wasnt a car behind me.

blast.