PB4UGO

well, the other day, me and monica were comming back in from westhills, and we saw this license plate that read PB4UGO. Now, since this is a very unique license plate, its bound to be remembered. And it was. About six months or so ago (whenever this story took place), we were stuck behind this particular car in a traffic, and we didn't get what it ment for a few mintues. When we did, we couldn't stop laughing. WEll, anyways, we saw it and monica commented on it, and then i remembered we'd seen this exact car before. So, me being me, demenaded to know what it was doing driving down our road. Almost all the usual suspects were ruled out when it didn't turn into pinicale ridge, and it just kept going down our road. Which is about when we decided to follow it and see where it went. Well, it turned, so we turned; they were local because they were getting their mail; we kept driving. We turned down a culdasac and ruled out who we knew wouldn't drive the vechile, THen mocia said it wouldn't turn down that culdasac. It then did. And we discovered that we hace some neighbours who have the licens plate PB4UGO.

Thats is pretty well the highlight of my past few days.

My monica completely screwwed me over by telling the one teacher (the first teacher too, ironically) that i was intimidating. Which he, i was told, found starnge. ANd then some other teachers who i know rather well joined in and threw their two bits in about it. And si yah, didn't have social today, but i will tomorrow. I'm not sure what to do. I guess just go to clasa and when he calls upon me look like a deer caught in the lights of a semi; so, aka, act like nothing happened and continue on as i have been.

ugh