i liek to drive driving is alot of fun, i cant drive yet becuase i dont have a liscenes , i have a permit, hopfully ill get my liscenes soon, alot of people cannot drive. most women and asin s cant drive their all stupid or something. driving is also scary peop
Driving’s fun. Especially with your friends. We just have the best time and it ends up being the best time to bond, especially with the driver. My friend keeps the radio or music off so she can bond with the people in the car or they can bond with each other.. And usually.. It’s pretty fun. :)
Driving’s cool cause it makes you feel free.. Like you can go wherever you want and just go on forever and not have to worry about the destination or the distance. It’s like it sometimes takes you to a new realm where you don’t realize you’re driving.. You’re just gong and that’s all the matters. Driving’s a blast if that’s what you make it to be. Some people say it’s boring. Don’t make it boring then. Make it as fun as possible (while staying in the law). How else should you live life anyway?
She drove herself to death. The wonder was- and everyone said it- that she did not bring others across the great divide. Even the dogs in the street knew
she was dangerous.
I’m 19 today. And from now on I’m driving my own life. I call the shots. I don’t care what others think as long as I know that I’m myself and I don’t hurt other people. I’m driving towards success, happiness, peace, and love. I drive my own life. And no one is going to stop me or put me down. Watch out for me world!
I’m driving down this road again. It’s been a few years since I have seen her face, I wonder if she’d even recognize me. Her laugh is what I miss the most, her face slowly forming the dorkiest of faces. She made my heart melt.
driving is great. Driving with daddy is the best. He’s the best driver.
And also being drived is the best. Drive with daddy and talking to him feels good.
If I can, I’d like to be drived all the time instead of doing the driving. h
we went driving to san luis obispo it was a long ride but we got to see calabasas where the kardashian clan lives it was pretty awesome we drove to Cal Poly for about five hours. We didn’t get anything to eat but that’s okay. We had bagels which was very yummy and delicious.but i am already done writing this but i will continue to write since i have nothing else to do right now at one thirty three in the morning. Man do i have no life. Life is pretty boring till september twelfth. yay for school.
So I just had this topic. I really wonder what the universe is trying to tell me because I’m taking my drivers test on Thursday wait. Today’s Wednesday so… TOMORROW!! && the more I see this word driving the more my thoughts wander off especially about me passing or not and it would REALLY suck if I failed.. I figure it should be in my blood! I really hope I don’t fail… I hope it’s as easy as pie.. I like pie.:) ugh. Lalalalalalal I like pie cause it’s really like mushy like inside..& for some reason I sorta like mushyish subtances. Not mushy persay cause that’s actually kinda disgusting, but custard like. You know? It’s like soft. I don always like yogurt though… Yeah.. I’m not a fan of “too sweet” but I’ve always loved Indian sweets no matter how sweet. Maybe ’cause they add stuff I’m already used to tasting in it. That sounds about right. x)
Driving is something I enjoy doing. It makes me feel so free. I like going fast, but slowing down to a crawl makes me feel like I could walk faster than I’m driving, though I know I couldn’t. I hate it when sun glares in my face, and I put the sun visor down, and then I can’t see the stoplights.
I like to drive my car.
i like to smoke cigarettes in my car while driving.
i wouldnt be bummed if i didnt have a car to drive.
i like to ride bicycles as well!
but it would take awhile to visit my parents if i had to bike
thats whats why i like to drive.
Driving through a dorp at dusk. Soft fragrance of yellow flowers stuck into the air-con vents. Fuzzy, Nick and I, both fuzzy at the edges. A day at Franschhoek that was perfect.
driving gives you that feeling of being in control, heading somewhere, unless you are me. then you just switch off the upstaris ligths and go without thinking of where to go. Instinct kicks in and you avoid death but make it home, rather than your destination. Happens every time.
Someday, I’m going to just take a twisted series of unplanned turns and see where I end up….I think the freedom could fix me, even if I’m not so broken.
It was tedious, the road was winding and winding down. It was hard not to get dizzy. I closed my eyes for a minute, then opened them up again. No, i wasn’t dreaming, it was real.
Driving in a car is a funny feeling at times, particularly while driving on the highway, because when you are driving at a fast pace for a long time it feels as though time is slowing down.
ate riving in the ntry I always et lt. i remember how driving for my first time was so hard! I awasl always lost! Ugh i ahated ahow i couldnt figure out how to drive tthe stupid thing! My dad was always yelling at met! Thankfullly I got to keep the car. Do I have much time left? Amerciah’s Got talent. Ugh I have so many mistakes! on this thing! That was stu[ic. cuppycakes!
I will drive until the end of time and remember all you promised when we were young. I will dream of what should have been our faith and then like all useless things, I am to let go of the past, of our past, and create the future that beholds my faith, without you, of course.
I always wanted to learn how to drive.The only person who I thought could teach me driving lessons, my dad, turned out to be the worst teacher! He kept getting mad and was very impatient. so,till now, im
Driving is something I prefer not doing… Yet I’ve driven from Florida to Washington state and from there to san Diego…. So much for not wanting to drive.
So I was driving one evening when I saw a man on the bridge he looked sad beyond words could describe I stoped to ask if he was ok? But by the time I pulled I’ve he was gone with out a trace no sound of a splash no one was there was it a dream or something more I went to my car to find I had just awoke drenched and in the hospital when I spoke no one heard I tried to get up but my body was lifeless I just lay their as they announce me dead
I was driving my car, and all of a sudden another car zooms by almost hitting me. My heart raced as I recovered from this startling experience. I thought I was going to die.
Driving is that sort of thing you just do when you have to go around. I mean the full fledged nature of the thing screams sexuality. You just need to let the thing explore. Clearly I am crazy as this is how I ramble. The subject is driving, sheesh. So driving hey that’s like a rap! Driving driving soul jiving that’s how I’ll be thriving, nigga! I made it into the university of miami though so I can’t be too stupid, just crazy. What an odd phenomena. I’ll break that barrier. All I need is…….a car.
I just started driving. And goodness me, it’s hard. I guess maybe because it’s I’m Asian, but drivers seem to automatically hate me when I get on the road. The good news is that after two weeks I seem to be a good driver. No accidents yet, knock on wood, but somehow I still feel like a terrible driver. Probably cause of Dad. Ah, but then this prompt isn’t about driving then, is it?
вождение. я правильно понимаю. хоть написано на английском)) смысл этого слова заключается в том, что ты управляешь каким-либо транс портным средством, буть то машина, автобус или трамвай
driving is something that is so powerful. can save a life. and can take one. driving is like having the world at your hands and deciding what to do with it! so choose carefully :)
Driving used to be the only way for me to clear my mind. I would just crank the car and head off into the great unknown. Of course, this leaded to getting lost more times than I would like to admit. But every time I wound up lost I would find another small piece of the happy girl my depression had caused me to lose. I still randomly jump into the car with no real plan of where I would go but I always ended up exactly where I needed to be.
Even though the world races past my window at a hundred memories per second, the inside of my car is still. My future stays just out of reach and my past gets buried further under every single mile. And in the middle of all the chaos, it’s just my music, my dog, and I.
driving actually scares the crap out of me. I dont quite understand why but a sudden fear automatically takes over my whole body when i push the gas peddle. My hear races, my hand sweats. and i cant handle the pressure that is placed on my shoulders when I am behind the wheel. I cant wait for the day when i finally wake up and Driving is easy for me. I keep imagining my car flipping or another car submerging into me. It scares me to death. . . i know thats dramatic but i am so scared i will die ahh so thats what i think about DRIVING.
I was driving down the road, and this deer ran right in front of me! Thank heavens I had a chance to slow down, because it was a doe, and she had two fawns right behind her! So lovely to watch, but I would have been devastated had I hit one of them!
with the windows down and the sun spreading a kind of warmness around everything. The world flies by like in the movies and you’re caught by how beautiful the world is. It’s broken, no one can deny that but, it’s so beautiful.
i drive too fast. driving helps to clear my head, and i love driving with my windows down, wind blowing through the car and my speakers up as loud as they can go. i don’t give a damn if i look like a fool, because i will rock out as much and as often as i want. driving puts you in a power position. driving puts you in charge of other peoples lives, and i don’t think everyone is necessarily ready for that responsibility.
some where between the orange horizons there was a place of no driving sales home with smiles of delighted flitration with super existance,
some where between the orange horizons there was a place of no driving sales home with smiles of delighted flitration with super existance
i liek to drive driving is alot of fun, i cant drive yet becuase i dont have a liscenes , i have a permit, hopfully ill get my liscenes soon, alot of people cannot drive. most women and asin s cant drive their all stupid or something. driving is also scary peop
Driving’s fun. Especially with your friends. We just have the best time and it ends up being the best time to bond, especially with the driver. My friend keeps the radio or music off so she can bond with the people in the car or they can bond with each other.. And usually.. It’s pretty fun. :)
she drove himself round the bend too Straight round it I should say
she drove himself round the bend too
Driving’s cool cause it makes you feel free.. Like you can go wherever you want and just go on forever and not have to worry about the destination or the distance. It’s like it sometimes takes you to a new realm where you don’t realize you’re driving.. You’re just gong and that’s all the matters. Driving’s a blast if that’s what you make it to be. Some people say it’s boring. Don’t make it boring then. Make it as fun as possible (while staying in the law). How else should you live life anyway?
She drove herself to death. The wonder was- and everyone said it- that she did not bring others across the great divide. Even the dogs in the street knew
she was dangerous.
I’m 19 today. And from now on I’m driving my own life. I call the shots. I don’t care what others think as long as I know that I’m myself and I don’t hurt other people. I’m driving towards success, happiness, peace, and love. I drive my own life. And no one is going to stop me or put me down. Watch out for me world!
I’m driving down this road again. It’s been a few years since I have seen her face, I wonder if she’d even recognize me. Her laugh is what I miss the most, her face slowly forming the dorkiest of faces. She made my heart melt.
driving is great. Driving with daddy is the best. He’s the best driver.
And also being drived is the best. Drive with daddy and talking to him feels good.
If I can, I’d like to be drived all the time instead of doing the driving. h
we went driving to san luis obispo it was a long ride but we got to see calabasas where the kardashian clan lives it was pretty awesome we drove to Cal Poly for about five hours. We didn’t get anything to eat but that’s okay. We had bagels which was very yummy and delicious.but i am already done writing this but i will continue to write since i have nothing else to do right now at one thirty three in the morning. Man do i have no life. Life is pretty boring till september twelfth. yay for school.
So I just had this topic. I really wonder what the universe is trying to tell me because I’m taking my drivers test on Thursday wait. Today’s Wednesday so… TOMORROW!! && the more I see this word driving the more my thoughts wander off especially about me passing or not and it would REALLY suck if I failed.. I figure it should be in my blood! I really hope I don’t fail… I hope it’s as easy as pie.. I like pie.:) ugh. Lalalalalalal I like pie cause it’s really like mushy like inside..& for some reason I sorta like mushyish subtances. Not mushy persay cause that’s actually kinda disgusting, but custard like. You know? It’s like soft. I don always like yogurt though… Yeah.. I’m not a fan of “too sweet” but I’ve always loved Indian sweets no matter how sweet. Maybe ’cause they add stuff I’m already used to tasting in it. That sounds about right. x)
Driving is something I enjoy doing. It makes me feel so free. I like going fast, but slowing down to a crawl makes me feel like I could walk faster than I’m driving, though I know I couldn’t. I hate it when sun glares in my face, and I put the sun visor down, and then I can’t see the stoplights.
I like to drive my car.
i like to smoke cigarettes in my car while driving.
i wouldnt be bummed if i didnt have a car to drive.
i like to ride bicycles as well!
but it would take awhile to visit my parents if i had to bike
thats whats why i like to drive.
Driving through a dorp at dusk. Soft fragrance of yellow flowers stuck into the air-con vents. Fuzzy, Nick and I, both fuzzy at the edges. A day at Franschhoek that was perfect.
driving gives you that feeling of being in control, heading somewhere, unless you are me. then you just switch off the upstaris ligths and go without thinking of where to go. Instinct kicks in and you avoid death but make it home, rather than your destination. Happens every time.
Someday, I’m going to just take a twisted series of unplanned turns and see where I end up….I think the freedom could fix me, even if I’m not so broken.
It was tedious, the road was winding and winding down. It was hard not to get dizzy. I closed my eyes for a minute, then opened them up again. No, i wasn’t dreaming, it was real.
Driving in a car is a funny feeling at times, particularly while driving on the highway, because when you are driving at a fast pace for a long time it feels as though time is slowing down.
ate riving in the ntry I always et lt. i remember how driving for my first time was so hard! I awasl always lost! Ugh i ahated ahow i couldnt figure out how to drive tthe stupid thing! My dad was always yelling at met! Thankfullly I got to keep the car. Do I have much time left? Amerciah’s Got talent. Ugh I have so many mistakes! on this thing! That was stu[ic. cuppycakes!
where’s my drive? where do i find it? where will it take me? does it matter? yes. yes it doesssssssssssssssssssssssssss so shut your mind
Holy good god of teenagers, so i want to accomplish that verb within the next year and 5 months. *wish*.
I will drive until the end of time and remember all you promised when we were young. I will dream of what should have been our faith and then like all useless things, I am to let go of the past, of our past, and create the future that beholds my faith, without you, of course.
I always wanted to learn how to drive.The only person who I thought could teach me driving lessons, my dad, turned out to be the worst teacher! He kept getting mad and was very impatient. so,till now, im
Driving is something I prefer not doing… Yet I’ve driven from Florida to Washington state and from there to san Diego…. So much for not wanting to drive.
So I was driving one evening when I saw a man on the bridge he looked sad beyond words could describe I stoped to ask if he was ok? But by the time I pulled I’ve he was gone with out a trace no sound of a splash no one was there was it a dream or something more I went to my car to find I had just awoke drenched and in the hospital when I spoke no one heard I tried to get up but my body was lifeless I just lay their as they announce me dead
Driving is a very delighful experience, I love to drive in the highway the mountains and in the praries, my favorite is in t
I was driving my car, and all of a sudden another car zooms by almost hitting me. My heart raced as I recovered from this startling experience. I thought I was going to die.
Driving is that sort of thing you just do when you have to go around. I mean the full fledged nature of the thing screams sexuality. You just need to let the thing explore. Clearly I am crazy as this is how I ramble. The subject is driving, sheesh. So driving hey that’s like a rap! Driving driving soul jiving that’s how I’ll be thriving, nigga! I made it into the university of miami though so I can’t be too stupid, just crazy. What an odd phenomena. I’ll break that barrier. All I need is…….a car.
I just started driving. And goodness me, it’s hard. I guess maybe because it’s I’m Asian, but drivers seem to automatically hate me when I get on the road. The good news is that after two weeks I seem to be a good driver. No accidents yet, knock on wood, but somehow I still feel like a terrible driver. Probably cause of Dad. Ah, but then this prompt isn’t about driving then, is it?
вождение. я правильно понимаю. хоть написано на английском)) смысл этого слова заключается в том, что ты управляешь каким-либо транс портным средством, буть то машина, автобус или трамвай
driving is something that is so powerful. can save a life. and can take one. driving is like having the world at your hands and deciding what to do with it! so choose carefully :)
Driving used to be the only way for me to clear my mind. I would just crank the car and head off into the great unknown. Of course, this leaded to getting lost more times than I would like to admit. But every time I wound up lost I would find another small piece of the happy girl my depression had caused me to lose. I still randomly jump into the car with no real plan of where I would go but I always ended up exactly where I needed to be.
Even though the world races past my window at a hundred memories per second, the inside of my car is still. My future stays just out of reach and my past gets buried further under every single mile. And in the middle of all the chaos, it’s just my music, my dog, and I.
driving actually scares the crap out of me. I dont quite understand why but a sudden fear automatically takes over my whole body when i push the gas peddle. My hear races, my hand sweats. and i cant handle the pressure that is placed on my shoulders when I am behind the wheel. I cant wait for the day when i finally wake up and Driving is easy for me. I keep imagining my car flipping or another car submerging into me. It scares me to death. . . i know thats dramatic but i am so scared i will die ahh so thats what i think about DRIVING.
i am driving my motorcycle at high speeds down a winding road. i crash!! oooooooo nooooooo!!!!!! how scary!!
I was driving down the road, and this deer ran right in front of me! Thank heavens I had a chance to slow down, because it was a doe, and she had two fawns right behind her! So lovely to watch, but I would have been devastated had I hit one of them!
with the windows down and the sun spreading a kind of warmness around everything. The world flies by like in the movies and you’re caught by how beautiful the world is. It’s broken, no one can deny that but, it’s so beautiful.
i drive too fast. driving helps to clear my head, and i love driving with my windows down, wind blowing through the car and my speakers up as loud as they can go. i don’t give a damn if i look like a fool, because i will rock out as much and as often as i want. driving puts you in a power position. driving puts you in charge of other peoples lives, and i don’t think everyone is necessarily ready for that responsibility.