Always something

Mar 07, 2013 12:07

Of course the week I get back I manage to cause trouble. I've tried settling into my room, to get my feet on steady ground before I try to do anything, I've been looking for work that won't suck.

so of course
of course the night I decide to go out and re-familiarize myself with my city I back into some guy. In my mother's car. Of course the universe spares his car, like it's laughing at me. Barely giving him a scratch- while the entire back panel of my mother's car is bent in like a tin can. I could say a lot of stuff to make it look like I don't suck as bad as I do. I think that in reality I just can't drive. Even though I never do anything stupid, I hardly even ever break the speed limit. I'm always considerate of other people on the road. So of course this has to happen to me.

Mom was angry, understandably. But it wasn't anything like I thought it would be which is somehow worse. I wanted to come back to California as a different person. Someone that could finally be friends with my mom and not disappoint her all the time.

Welcome home, pepper.
sigh

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