A.D.... oh wait, what were you saying?
I've been much busy lately to update.
Did a spree of putting out applications. i have high hopes.
Theres a guy down the road just about half a mile away who owns a garage and has worked on many cars. My parents knew of him. and he was selling a car. a 1991 Lumina. We know the guy is a mechanic, and so we figured if he's selling it, it must run fine.
He said it was his son's car. they only are selling it cause he got a truck. no point in keeping 2 vehicles. The guy was selling the car for 800 dollars.
my mom liked the car. thought it would be perfect for me cause i cant see over the dashboard really well. this one has a flat dashboard, not that bubble kind.
but the mechanic, he could relate to me and my height problems with a car. Somehow, he had lost his whole left leg, and his right leg stopped just below his knee. he had a motorized wheel-chair. when he saw me get in the car, he asked how well i could see. well, i couldnt.
so he got some books, had me set on them to see how much height i needed to see. 5 inches (*cries to self for shortness*). but he said "if you guys are interested in this car, i could remove the seat, build a 5 inch frame box, install it into the floor, and re-attach the seat giving him the height he needs.
He also said he was gonna fix the seat. it reclined really far back, to the point that if i adjusted it anymore, it still wouldnt touch my back. When i drive, i like to be sitting straight up. no slouching backwards. just straight up. so he said he would also fix that part of the seat for me. all that work done on the seat...
for $50 dollars.
It also needs A/C... which my mom is going to get fixed for me. she also said she is going to put the first 6 months into it for insurance, then the rest is my duty.
>.> i need that job and a liscence.
on other news,
from talking to my uncle, i think i have A.D.D... not saying that as a joke, or trying to lead into a joke...
him and i started talking about why i act the way i do, cause my mom hates it if i forget to do something. and i explained to my uncle that theres so many thoughts that go on in my mind, that i will just, go with one, and go with it for 5 minutes. next thing i know, i can't remember what i was thinking about that was important back 5 minutes ago. or like, i can't get songs out of my head. sometimes they get stuck in my head, and sometimes i can just think of a song and it will play in my head. sorta a personal CD player in the head. once i get the music going in my mind, its hard to focus on some other things. i may be listening to you as you speak, but my attention is on my mind cause i hear that better than i hear your voice. But the main problem is i cant keep track of a thought. i know its there, but i cant get my mind to be quiet.
my uncle said how he has it, its called A.D.D. (god, just another great point. i told my uncle what ADD stood for, now i cant even tell you) and that he has it. he took medicine. and he's thankful for it. he also says Meditating will help quiet your mind to help you focus.
ha! i love meditating. but i can't keep my mind to SHUT UP! omg! i swear im worse than a junior female in high school. >.>
so i think i in fact, do have A.D.D.
*sigh*
oh well.