Driving

I officially hate driving, well driving with my mom and sister. Today my sister and mom came down to Columbia to move me out of my dorm. Everything went smoothly, even the weather, they said it was going to rain all day but it didn't. We packed all up and then I headed to class to my last final/assignment. While I was taking my test my mom and sister walked around town and I met up with them at the famous Shakespeare's pizza. We then headed off to the Lake of the Ozarks to drop off my car and unpack some things before we all got into one car and headed to Springfield, MO for my cousin Kelly's graduation. She graduated from Missouri State University with a degree in General Business. We got lost on the way there and well some how it ended up being my fault because I was driving, but yet my mom was the one telling me where to go. It was frustrating. After that we headed over to my friend Sarka's to see her new house her and her boyfriend, Cole, are living in this summer. We got lost going there to. I am really good with directions, but when you have 2 other people yelling at you, you tend to freak out a little. All I wanted to do was head back home and lay down. We then headed back to the lake. We made a wrong turn on the highway. Of course it was my fault again, but all in all we got where we needed to go, it just took a little longer. We got about half way back to the lake and it started pouring. We were going 35 miles per an hour on a highway and couldn't see anything. My mom had her chin to the steering wheel. We then all headed out to eat at Pickled Pete's to grab a late dinner. They were blaring music and I had a head ache so that didn't work out so well and the server also messed up my order. I was just so frustrated with the whole day that I had tears in my eyes. I just kept thinking "you will see Anthony in 2 days..." I have now decided I will never be driving, I mean traveling, with my sister and mother again. It just doesn't work out. I am to hard headed.