An Endless Wait

Today, I went to Youth Group at my temple.
My friend and I always carpool because its just ten times easier. Well, this time my mother took and her mother was supposed to pick up. Youth group ends at nine.
9:10 "Call your mom and see where she is" she doesnt answer.
9:15 "Bro, seriously call your mom again, this is rediculious, where the hell is she. I want to go home!" again, she doesnt answer.
9:17 "You know what? Why dont you call your dad, he'll know where she is" he doesnt so he says he'll come. My friend gets worried about her mom.
9:30 *BEEP BEEP* and there she is driving down the carpool lane with a huge smile on her face.
"Sorry, I'm late, I was at the gym right down the street"
AT THE GYM.
Usually when someone needs to pick their child up they plan their evening around it. Making sure that they can do what they need and still be able to get their child on time. Which means that if you cant do what you want, sucks. You'll get over it.
But no, I sat in my Temple's car pool lane for half an hour waiting for my friends mother to come get me who was right across the damn street.
I get into the car, and guess what happens next? Lecture time.
Honestly, I cant stand when other people's parents lecture me. It's bad enough when my parents do it. Plus, I realize that I'm supposed to live each day like its my last. So STOP telling me the same story.
Basically, today was good, till school ended.
This week has been endless and I just want it to end.
Tomorrow really cant wait.
Tomorrow needs to come.

"How much of human life is lost in waiting?"
-Ralph Waldo Emerson