1) People, kill me, and contiously disapoint me, but I'm getting used to it. I really go out of my way to there for people and to help them out, but I'm going to do a lot for myself, plain and simple. I feel like, I'm some kind of filler. I get close to people, then get pushed aside for someone better. Like I'm a temporary best friend until you find a real one. I feel super immature caring about that, but the thing is, it's not like he didn't know it would bother me, no matter how silly it may seem, he knew it would bother me. The beat goes on, right?
2) My sister has completly lost it. She's just not all there in her head right now :(
3) I got my drivers lisence and a car, a 1994 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. Sweet right? We'll, a week into having it, exactly a week, I decide I'm going to go visit my grandparents and surprise them. Super awesome of me right? And we'll, I got a few surprises myself. 2 minutes away from there house, my car starts moving really slow, I'm pressing super hard on the gas and am only going 10 MPH, and I manage to turn into this liquor store, the temperature on my car was at 280 or something super ridicolous like that, and it started smoking. Some lady convinced me to move my car accross the street away from other cars in case it caught fire or something. All the fluids looked okay, and so I call AAA. First, I call the PA AAA not the OH AAA apparently, so she transfers me, then it takes them 20 minutes to find me in the systym despite having my membership number --__--. Anyways, they send tow truck out, and I call my Grandparents to tell them the awesome news that I was two minutes away. This was also not a good area of town so I was somewhat scared, and very happy when my grampa showed up.
My grandma and somewhat my grampa taught me how to drive. My uncle John, their son, owns his own Landscaping business and has about 30 cars he uses for it, so he has his own mechanic that he lets us use, and the woman who sold me the car is his secretary, and we had asked to have his mechanic check the car before I bought it, and we thought he had, somehow there must have been a miscommunication, because when my Grampa called the mechanic he was like, what are you talking about? The woman who owned the car previoulsy died, and the car hadn't been used in a while, so the lady who sold it to me drove it around for about a week. I don't think I was mislead or anything, just one of those things.
It was one of the saddest feelings in the world to watch my car get towed away :( And just a week after getting my car, I am back to riding the bus. The problem is the transmission I need a new one, and there not really made for my car anymore, so I won't knew when I'll have my car again depends on how long it takes to find a good used one --__--
Oh yeah, so my grandpa went with the tow guy, and gave me his car to drive to their house and wait ( and my grandma cooked me dinner :) ) We’ll on my way home I get a call from him asking where his keys were, I totally took them --__--
Pretty excited that this isn't blocked at work, considering I'm here two hours early. But I can't read my friends pages or anything :( But I supposed I shall take a moment to update a few things.