A wierd thing happened on my way home from Lauren's... It was extremely dark out. after a fun night of making a magical christmas world in her living room. .. I was driving back home and I was on Brawley, so I was almost home... I was all relaxed and stuff-when all of the sudden, some fucking crazy ass guy comes out into the middle of the road and tries to stop my car, he's either hitch-hiking or holding something up in his hand. I swerved to dodge him and sped up after I passed him b.c I was so fucking scared. I thought what he was holding up was maybe a knife, I dunno... but it was scary as shit. I don't see how he could have been a hitch hiker b/c if u continue down Brawley, there's really nowhere to go to, it's a big peninsula... He could have walked the rest of the way if he wanted to hitch hike that way.. But it really scared the shit out of me, I don't want to think abt what would have happened if I hit him. I don't have my after nine yet and it was 12:30 @ night, (or really in the morning). All I know is that I am now traumatized from driving down roads @ night..
... why do wierd things always happen to me