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I almost fucked up pretty badly last night. My mom doesn't drive up to the school on Monday afternoons so I usually get a ride with someone, take the bus, or walk to get home. Yesterday, I walked from my school to Central Ave and down towards my house. At about 7:30 I was only at the shell station next to the highway ramp, a little down from Burger King on Central. I was walking to my dad's because I needed to do some work on his computer and My mom happened to be driving down Central at the time so she picked me up and drove me the little bit of the way that was left. So I got to my dad's around 8:00, and made myself something to eat, intending to just be there for a couple of hours and then leave. I ended up wasting the whole night watching TV and fucking around on-line so I only got a fourth of the work done that I had expected. And on top of that, I was too tired to do anything else so I lay down on the couch and fell asleep at about twelve. By some miracle however, I was able to get my mom to pick me up there early this morning, so I could go home, get ready, and get into school on time. I don't know how the fuck I did it, but I pulled it off. It's probably because there weren't as many accidents on the Hutch as usual and I'm just one lucky son of a bitch.