Word. I appreciate all that. I just get tired of CONSTANTLY dealing with people walking up to me and the first words out of their mouths are: "Is that your boyfriend's car?" "No. Mine." "Oh.. what did it run? "12.2." "Jeez, that's fast.. did YOU drive that?" "...Yes."
That's the shit that bothers me. I could care less what people think about me personally.
Hahhaa, next time you see me out and about say hey. I always enjoy talking to smart girls who know how to drive. I even promise to get off my imaginary pedestal for a few minutes, haha.
