Writing with a Purpose: Summer Edition

7. 5/30/15

On my way home from Brenon's again. Damn it feels good to be so adored my someone and I know this boy adores me. Me telling you that he adores me might take from him "Macho-Man" appearance but I think it's cute.

Its around early 10 PM at the moment. I love driving at night. It's 10 times more fun. Right now I can go for a late night adventure with my best friend Betsy along with our mutual group of friends running around doing stupid stuff, laughing our asses off, getting snacks, and taking pictures. Last summer was wild to be honest. Classified. But wild. I wish I can go back to some of the days. For example, I took Betsy with me to New York and we spent one night there drinking in my uncle's house. We were so gone and were laughing so much. It was such a great feeling. I had no care in the world. Aside from the fact that my mom was upset, quite frankly I didn't care. I was happy and that's all that mattered.

10:20 PM
I finally arrived home and my mother isn't home. Brenon and his dad sweetly waited with me outside for what was supposed to be "a few minutes." It wouldn't have been a problem if I had my keys, but I seriously do not know where I put them. When she finally arrived, we automatically got ready to leave to go pick up my father from work. This meaning my dad has been drinking, and he was with my uncle Glo. I asked my mom if I could drive there and she drives on the way back. She actually let me! This was the farthest I've ever driven and it was a tad nerve-racking because "staying in my lane" is confusing. Mostly cause you can't really see. My mom told me to look far, which I do, but I think sometimes I look too far which can mess me up a little. I don't like to mess up either. At first I wasn't nervous until I started to mess up with being in my lane, mentally it was all downhill from there. My palms were sweating and I held myself up so now my back hurts. Other than that little mess up, I did great driving. I've never been really nervous to drive. I think I'm more nervous to mess up. What makes me happy is that now since my mom is always forced to drive me to Brenon's house since we're dating, she's becoming upset that she's become a "chauffeur" and is more willing to teach me to drive so I can just drive on my own. Shit, I'm looking forward to the day that I can just leave on my own.

Right now, My family and I are stopping at Applebee's to eat some appetizers. Honestly, I'm still terribly full from dinner with Brenon's family. I had a huge "Bacon-Bacon Burger" along with fries and 2 wings from Brenon's plate. Right now, I really just need to use the bathroom again!