Stoked.

Today was crazy. This morning Adriana [[Dree]] and I went to Dinuba to deposit money at the bank. Then we drove around for awhile, cruised the Dinuba/Cutler/Orosi areas. We get back to my house and my dad is hungry, no suprise there. He gives me cash and sends me and Dree to McDonalds. As we are walking out of McDonalds, Dree spills soda on herself and the floor. *blushes* When we get back to my house, my mom is totally freaking out, apparently there was a shooting on my street. Some white accord and some other red car were shooting at each other, crazy. We eat and head out to Visalia at two, to go check out the dirtbikes again. My dad decides to get the bike today, so score, the CRF100 is officially mine! Then I spend like $300 on gear: red Fox helmet, red Fox gloves, and a red Fox riding shirt. Anyway, around three and four, Dree gets calls from her sisters, apparently some idiot[s] messed with her MySpace and said she was in a car accident and died. At four-thirty Chito calls me, and asks who I am [[ME, duh!]] because he seen me driving in the morning with Dree, and I guess he assumed I was with her in her fatal car accident [[also assuming I must have been driving and crashed, thanks buddy, I'm not that wreckless]]. Well, I'm pretty much tired now. I rode my bike down the street earlier, it was great, I love my new baby. I'm out though. Peace.