In his autobiography, Justin Bieber admits to failing the written portion of his driving test. He said that he was so mad after failing that he decided to walk home and was yelling at people driving by.
He said, “There was no way I was getting in the passenger seat, bawling like a 10 year old. She kept calling me as I walked to the corner of the parking lot and stood by the street. I felt every car driving by was taunting me. Some girl drove by, putting on mascara as she weaved down the boulevard – but she sure had a driver’s license, didn’t she? Some dude cruised by in a truck, smoking a cigarette, which he tossed on the street like the world was his ashtray. I bellowed after him, ‘I hate you!’ It felt so good. I bellowed at the next guy, ‘I hate you too! And I hate you! And I hate you!'”
Wow. So many things that you can learn about life from a 17-year-old. I’ve got a feeling that reading this book in part or whole would make me dumb. Call it a hunch.
