Why.

Yesterday should have been a wonderful day. Maybe that's why it ended up sucking. I woke up at noon, which was nice, and helped my sister with her college application stuff. That was a little annoying, but overall not bad. I then drove to the mailbox with my mom, mailed some stuff, and my mom got me a digital camera (which I was really surprised at!). Then my sister and I went to see "Smokin Aces", which was amazing. Good action, well done plot twists, sweet explosions, overall good. I love action movies. After that, I grabbed some mem cards for my camera, and then drove home. On the way home, I drove a bit excessively, and at the very end, slid sideways into the driveway. My sister totally flipped at this. Admittedly, I was sliding sideways and was kind of heading towards her car. She was right to flip out. She ended up screaming at me for a bit, and then when I went to tell my mom that we were home safe, she gave me a stern talking to about how driving recklessly was going to get me killed.

I don't know why, but being screamed at and then chastised really hit me hard. I mean, I know I don't drive safely, and I know I should. But it's not nearly as enjoyable to put around like a grandma. However, this time, I ended up feeling like a total retard and looser. I have been called a maniac driver like 6 times in the past week. Obviously, I'm doing something wrong. I drive with intent to unnerve my passengers, and am far too cocky about my abilities. I need to stop driving. Fuck.


I hate myself.




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