Sunday, April 06, 2003

I've been in a bitter, angry, fun mood all evening. Not really bitter and angry, just a bit cynical, and sarcastic. A little bit playful.

So, I'd been trying to work on homework. Everythings been distracting me. Movies. Sleep. Roommate. Dinner. Koolaid.

We decided to take a break, and go drop off the movies we'd rented last night. On the way back, pulling into Coe's parking lot, there's a small steep hill off of a bigger less steep hill that you have to pull into to get to the parkinglot. I shifted into neutral to make the turn, but didn't get the car back into gear on time and was stuck on the hill pushing the break. So I tried to start the car again (after it killed), and just reved the engine, while sliding back down the hill. The second time I made it.

But then, there's an allyway to get to the parkinglot, with a turn where other cars come down and I go up. It's only big enough for one car to go through at a time, but cars can go both ways. I was going up the hill, another car turned to go down the hill. Kill number two. I slid a bit down that hill before starting too. This time there was another car with a cute guy laughing at my agony. I was laughing to.

Parking, I figured my spot would still be there, we were only gone 10 minutes or so. So I turned into the row, and all the spots are taken. I freak out, and Kristin and I sit in the car laughing too hard to say anything, just being glad of eachother's comfort on nights like this where we feel stressed out, but really are just agrivated with the world we live in. Finally, I parked on the far end of the parking lot, all the way back.

I'm glad for Kristin. There are few people in the world I could laugh with and be comforted with when I get in these moods. And I'm glad for my brother's car, because even though it scares me when I get into situations (like steep hills, and not being in the right gear), it gives me something to work my agrivation out with. Constructivly. In a good manner.

And I never really was that agrivated. I just needed to know I was there.

And I am. : )

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