Car woes and 4am
hmm.. I am weird.
I usually bitch and moan something hardcore when I have to work at 5am.. but for some reason today.. in the middle of three days off.. I am up at 4:10 and I feel fully rested and ready to start my day. I guess it's just all what you get your body used to.. it only sucks because no-one else's body is used to it, so I've got nothing to do.. hahaha. I really don't know what to think of myself right now.. but I am just a weird fuck.
I am still very sad about loosing my car. I just hate that it died over something I considered so trivial. It was purely out of neglect, and for that I feel all kinds of guilty. You really do get emotional attatchments to vehicles, and I think I'm probably gonna cry again today when we have to strip it of all it's good stuff (like the seat covers and CD player). I had just put so much work into it too. 4 new tires and a new windshield wiper thingy.. also full of gas too. But my dad will probably siphen it out he said.. I mean that's like $40 right there.
But sitting here feeling remorseful isn't going to help very much, so I think I am going to go watch a movie.
bye all.
(oh, and the kicker about my car dieing [not the most important thing, but just the "damn...." thing] is that yesterday MORNING my parents finally agreed to go let me se Dylan on Saturday. They finally trust me to, and I have no car by the afternoon. Shit eh?)
I usually bitch and moan something hardcore when I have to work at 5am.. but for some reason today.. in the middle of three days off.. I am up at 4:10 and I feel fully rested and ready to start my day. I guess it's just all what you get your body used to.. it only sucks because no-one else's body is used to it, so I've got nothing to do.. hahaha. I really don't know what to think of myself right now.. but I am just a weird fuck.
I am still very sad about loosing my car. I just hate that it died over something I considered so trivial. It was purely out of neglect, and for that I feel all kinds of guilty. You really do get emotional attatchments to vehicles, and I think I'm probably gonna cry again today when we have to strip it of all it's good stuff (like the seat covers and CD player). I had just put so much work into it too. 4 new tires and a new windshield wiper thingy.. also full of gas too. But my dad will probably siphen it out he said.. I mean that's like $40 right there.
But sitting here feeling remorseful isn't going to help very much, so I think I am going to go watch a movie.
bye all.
(oh, and the kicker about my car dieing [not the most important thing, but just the "damn...." thing] is that yesterday MORNING my parents finally agreed to go let me se Dylan on Saturday. They finally trust me to, and I have no car by the afternoon. Shit eh?)