AUGH
today sucked. ish. up and down.
shower
"i don't have enough money to eat at the fox with kyra; we'll just make breakfast"
then we made breakfast.
then had her follow me to the zoo but she went the wrong way.
then went to pick-a-part but you have to be 18 which is freaking retarded.
then i went and bought some real parts, headlightbulbs and a fuel filter.
then i went to church with my mom to do stuff but no one was there to open the thing so we gave up and went to pick a part.
they said i couldn't go even with her and i told her when she called them to ask. but she didn't listen. so i was mad.
then uhh, went back to church to do the thing except with john zell who has the key.
then sat around.
then went to mandy's and dropped off the tape i recorded during sit around time.
then went to kyra's and tried to fix my car with her dad.
3 hours later, it started!
then the hose we put on it exploded.
so, i smell awfully of gas and 15 year old superencrusted dirt. how DISgusting.
then kyra took my home.
now i'm here because i felt like ranting about my bad ish day.
i feel like a retard because we could've done the fuel filter so fast but noooo then the freaking hose wouldn't come off and the other one wouldn't go on so tomorrow i have to find some hoses rated for whatever psi or something. but now i have to shower and sleep cuz i'm freaking tired. gas went in my eye. i hope i don't die. now i have a buttload of homework to do plus fix my car holy crap tomorrow is not going to be fun. i should see if john zell wants to help he can do anything. that man is incredible. haha. he probably doesn't get paid enough for doing whatever he does.
hmmm today was a bad bad day. cuz it wasn't like everything went wrong, it was like some stuff was ok and other stuff was sucky and other stuff was good. good bad days are when everything goes wrong. cuz like, "what else could happen? oh, i guess that could. oh, it just did. hahaha." that's how those days are and i think they rock.
either way i'm absolutely disgusting so i'm going to shower.
GO JESUS!
>trip
shower
"i don't have enough money to eat at the fox with kyra; we'll just make breakfast"
then we made breakfast.
then had her follow me to the zoo but she went the wrong way.
then went to pick-a-part but you have to be 18 which is freaking retarded.
then i went and bought some real parts, headlightbulbs and a fuel filter.
then i went to church with my mom to do stuff but no one was there to open the thing so we gave up and went to pick a part.
they said i couldn't go even with her and i told her when she called them to ask. but she didn't listen. so i was mad.
then uhh, went back to church to do the thing except with john zell who has the key.
then sat around.
then went to mandy's and dropped off the tape i recorded during sit around time.
then went to kyra's and tried to fix my car with her dad.
3 hours later, it started!
then the hose we put on it exploded.
so, i smell awfully of gas and 15 year old superencrusted dirt. how DISgusting.
then kyra took my home.
now i'm here because i felt like ranting about my bad ish day.
i feel like a retard because we could've done the fuel filter so fast but noooo then the freaking hose wouldn't come off and the other one wouldn't go on so tomorrow i have to find some hoses rated for whatever psi or something. but now i have to shower and sleep cuz i'm freaking tired. gas went in my eye. i hope i don't die. now i have a buttload of homework to do plus fix my car holy crap tomorrow is not going to be fun. i should see if john zell wants to help he can do anything. that man is incredible. haha. he probably doesn't get paid enough for doing whatever he does.
hmmm today was a bad bad day. cuz it wasn't like everything went wrong, it was like some stuff was ok and other stuff was sucky and other stuff was good. good bad days are when everything goes wrong. cuz like, "what else could happen? oh, i guess that could. oh, it just did. hahaha." that's how those days are and i think they rock.
either way i'm absolutely disgusting so i'm going to shower.
GO JESUS!
>trip