Friday night i go out to dinner with Eileen and Grace. There’s a fifty minute wait to cheesecake so were just aimless around a mall, browsing through and in the middle of it my keys mustve fell out of my pocket. After dinner i realize i don’t have them so i’m waiting in the mall for about two hours, finally a mall guard says he had found the keys two hours ago, wow
Yeah it wasn’t that bad. I laughed about it soon after.
But on top of thattt
Saturday I’m at home bumming all day and Eileen comes over, it’s a pretty mellow day and then at nine we leave so I can drop her off. I pull out of my driveway, drive along at about 25-30 miles per hour, I make a tight right turn and I drive into a pothole and this thump was like no other, sounded like thunder . I get out and see that I have a flat tire, and i realize what a nuisance this is about to be. with that tire I slowly drive back home, when I get out my dad is livid, which makes me livid bc I couldn’t avoid it, and then I realize I have TWO effin flat tires like wtf really?!
LIVID not one but twooo
Ok so i just want to be mad at someone because it’s easier that way. But right now it’s sort of my fault and the potholes fault so i can’t direct my anger to one thing, making me MORE angry
I guess From now on I’ll put my keys in a better place and I’ll avoid potholes i can’t see
Two lessons i could’ve learned some other way
Weekend from hell, let’s see what tomorrow has in store
Questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart.