It's amazing, really. I think some higher power is trying to stop me from going to capoeira anymore. At first it was just leaving work a little too late and then getting lost. That was Monday's class shot. I figured it was my fault. However, today I was on my way to Wednesday class when my car broke down.
I was driving through Silver Spring, going to Takoma to get to my class, and got to a red light. I stopped the car. Then, standing there, not moving at all, I heard a pop. All of a sudden there was this white gray smoke flowing up into the air from under my hood. I was so frightened. I thought my car was going to catch on fire. I pulled over and called AAA. They came and towed my car to the local auto shop, where I waited in the rain for an hour when my dad finally came to pick me up.
Sometimes it's just bad luck. This was torrents of terrible. It's like tons of little sucker punches. The first few don't hurt, but eventually you're bruised and they're still hitting you. It just doesn't feel good. Unfortunately, my first hit was already a sucker punch that knocked me flat cold. Now fate is just kicking my body all over the asphalt. I really cannot wait for school to start up again. I need to get out of this hell hole called Silver Spring and this depressive funk called my life.
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