i took my driving test today. they had me do the parallel parking first and i almost completely botched it. had to try a second time, which i was lucky the person let me take. but after that it was all residential driving. the lady kept writing things on her clipboard. made me feel like i was doing something wrong. and like, i did at first, but i thought everything after was perfect

got food with diego. we stopped at a whataburger. we talked about the usual things. how school went. the santa fe shooting. i mentioned that now that i had my license, i would want to drive into the parts of texas a lot of people don't usually go to. like west texas. the valley. he said why stop there and that we should go on a road trip to like arizona. when i agreed, he said, again, why stop there. now there are tentative plans for going out to los angeles or something

about the santa fe shooting. i know i said that no one i knew was near there, but apparently that was wrong. my sister lives less than ten minutes away from there. still, she would have never been in danger. she's not in high school