second hand road rage

Today was a tiresome day. got bout 4 hrs of sleep and worked four and a half hours. Then, i came home, my grandparents had come cuz they’re stayin with us while my parents go to india. Thats right, im not goin, my parents are, both of them.

I slept while almost my entire local extended family helped them get ready. around 4 i woke up, took some pictures for them to take to india, and went with them to the airport. we dropped them off, and came back.

It was me, david, my cuzns, linda and feba, and their parents in my cuzns minivan. we were heading back form Newark airport, and uncle isnt the best driver. linda, feba, if you’re reading this, sorry. we got lost almsot tryin to get outta the parking lot, then we missed hte xit to I-95, even though it says I-95, had to U-turn, almost got hit.

Once we got on NJTP, the speed limit is 65, we were goin 60! everytim uncle got confused, we slowed down immensely. i tried to tell david without linda n feba hearin, but linda saw the text message and whispered it in my ear, and i think uncle heard cuz he shot up to 80.

But, we got home safe, no road rage. did a lot of thinkin. my future’s lookin good, harsh, but good.

got a wedding on saturday in NY. i really wanna drive up there, told my parents itd be ok, cuz we’d be followin ppl. but they’re too scared, and i know they’ll call and if they find out we’re driving, they’ll be stressin over in India.

its only 1040, n im sleepy. tomorows another day.

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