Ok, so I was feeling lazy today, and we have crappy weather for the first time in, like, a week, so I decided to go BIKING :D
I love biking :3
So, I went to the garage, and my dad got this awesome new bike that I call the Gazelle because it's so fecking fast and you have to put, like, 0 effort into peddling, so I asked him if I could take it, because my bike sucks.... so much...
He was like "Yeah, sure, but there's something wrong with the pedal... I have to get it fixed" but I took it anyways.
So, I biked around for a bit, then I went to the Auto Mall, which is, like, a kilometre or so away from my place, and I'm biking along looking at all the pretty cars and KLUNK, the left pedal falls off the bike. I was like WTF and I put it back on, but it kept falling off. I had to use my feet to scoot my bike all the way home, carrying the pedal in my hand. And I had to scoot it up a hill, because there was an over-pass above the highway D;
You see, when dad said that there was something wrong with the pedal, I thought he meant it was sticky, not that it would FRIGGIN FALL OFF!!!
-points at userpic-
That's how I feel... LOL
Haha, wasn't that an awesome story? On the other hand, I'm currently trying to learn Italian... German's next...
Italiano รจ molto difficile!
[EE-tal-ee-ah-no ay MOL-toe dee-fee-CHEEL-ay]
That means 'Italian is very difficult'... which it is D:
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