:.tonight.:
So my mom called me at 6:30.. asked me if I wanted to go to my godparents' house for dinner. She had already left and was already there and everything... and decided to call again and ask. I really like the drive up there (Georgia Avenue.. 50?! FUCK YES!) so I said yes. I left at 6:35 and she called me again at 6:45, at which point I was totally almost there... and then I was turning off of Olney-Laytonsville onto the road where my godparents live... and there was a cop behind me. I knew that I was doing NOTHING wrong (like 5 UNDER the speed limit because I didn't want to miss the turn) so I didn't stop until I had to park in front of my godparents' house... and the cop passed me. He stopped for a few seconds to make sure I wasn't doing anything wrong, and then just drove past me. Stupid jerk. Then, I got there.. which was probably 6:55 and by 7:10, my father calls me AGAIN and annoys the crap out of me. Great. We talked, there was another 16 year old girl there. Uhh, how should I say this... she was WAY different from me. Yeah. Then we ate and played a card game... 420 was the name of it. I could NOT help but laugh when they said the title, which means 420 when translated to English. Then, I got a text message, which was an IM from Matt, so I told him to call me. I decided to leave like 20 minutes after that. It was a fun night, but driving back... I loved it! Except... I don't know why... something held me back from going full throttle on the accelerator. Oh right, that accident that I'd end up seeing on the way home... yeah. I called my mom once I got home (backed into a parking space, I think the exact same one where Matt parked last night) and warned her about the accident. Yeah. She was happy that it wasn't MY accident.