If sanity counts as having an intense desire to drive off the road and hit a power line just to relieve the monotony. There is something that I had forgotten I hate. I will give you one guess, here's a hint. It's orange and white and strikes anger in the hearts of all drivers. Yes that's right, it's a traffic cone. Something that is normally precedented by the worst sign in the world: Road work in 2 miles.
I hate those signs! Every time I saw one on the drive home I had to resist the urge to knock all the cones over with my car. Bwahahahahaha! What now traffic workers, eat that! But alas, I cannot actually do that. For one thing I am borrowing my parents car. They wouldn't appreciate me denting the bumper.
This was my first time driving on a long road trip, it was also my first time driving by myself. I am awesome! Not really, but it makes me feel better. I didn't even accidentally hit any traffic cones. It had to be one of the most boring trips I have ever been through. Although I think it would have been more boring if someone else was driving, because the scenery is boring. Hills for as far as the eye can see. Brown hills. Kinda like someone just dumped a bunch of shit on the ground and I had to drive through it.
To fend of involuntary suicide (Driving off the road and hitting a power line) I blasted techno music. Well at first it was just any music, but then for the last two hours I was keeping myself awake by raving to techno. It was great. Except I only had a few techno songs to listen to (mostly Cascada) and it was so loud I ended up giving myself a headache. I also couldn't hear my phone when my mommy called to see where I was. My phone ringer was set to the loudest volume, which is pretty freaking loud.
Now that I am deaf and pissed at all the construction that is happening I am going to get some seriously needed shut eye.
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