Driving with my mom is dangerous. Not the typical dangerous. It's dangerous in the fact that if I'm driving with my mom bitching at me constantly and hinting that I'm never gonna get into med school, all the thoughts in my head become "I wonder if I would die instantly if I crash into the railing with high enough speed." Yeah, that kind of dangerous. I so did not need that coming to work today, especially with the presentation I have to give in under an hour.