May 08, 2006 23:17
My mom had this deal with me; she put it in writing on July 7th, 2005. The deal was that if i saved $3000, she'd give me another $1000; i'd get a $4000 used car and she'd pay the insurance. I haven't been 'saving' because i never fully deciding i wanted to do that. I also have to live. But i'll be making $3000 at GSP, so i asked her today if that offer still stood. She said no, because i wasn't saving all along and Meredith's wedding put too much of a burden on her (re: she pretty much doesn't like the fact that i can make $3000 in one summer, it's just not HARD enough). My dad says that a $3000 car will pretty much break down instantly. So when he gets a job as a guidance counselor, he's helping me get a good one.
Until then, i remain content to walk the streets of Lexington and travel long distances in the cars of my most loyal friends.
I feel very awkward in this apartment. I'm not used to being told that 3 cups of Tide sometimes isn't enough when the bottle only says 1 for a heavy load, and i better not dare argue with that because she's been doing laundry for a long time. I'm not used to being accused of various things on a daily basis. Of not having Kevin to talk to when
no no no
the end.