i'm done?
I awake from a very deep slumber at 1:30 this afternoon as my phone is ringing. "Shit! I'm late!" "Wait, no, what am i late for, i'm done!" i stumble to answer the phone but the person had hung up by then. i have no idea who it was and that bothers me. in my defense i woke up at 7 and took my last final from 8 to 10 and was woken up by the phone earlier at 11:30 so i deserve to still be in bed at 1:30. and i'm done! its wierd, the goal oriented part of my self, which is, let's face it, all of myself, is like what next, i must also have my list of what to do. so now it is shower, eat, journal, and then return library books, go through stuff in room, fix dinner, eat dinner, watch Smoke Signals, party party party, sleep, wake up, beach and possibly get drunk if i'm not driving, party, party, party, sleep, go through more stuff and possibly make a trip up to st pete, especially since my car gets 40 mi/gal highway. speaking of my car, funny story of my spaziness and lack of knowledge of cars: so i'm going to pick up jenna for fajitas and margaritas and my key won't turn, can't start the car and go unless the key will turn. call jenna, leave a message, call mom, she tells me that it might be a security thing so wait 5 minutes, call jenna again, talking to jenna about it, deciding if jenna should come get me, hold on, dad beeps in, hi dad, my car won't start, well call geico and get a tow truck, its a new car so the dealership will have to pay for all of this, wait what is the problem, i put the phone next to the key ignition thing so he can hear the the key won't move, ohhhhhh, i know what the problem is, beth, its your stearing column is locked, what dad? i don't speak car, move your stearing wheel in the dirction it is turned while you try to start it, ok, hold on, and on comes the engine, the radio, the air conditioning everything! thanks dad, bye, bye. menwhile jenna has hung up and is on her way so i do as she tells me to do. i go to olivia's room to urge her to come with us, she's like nope, i'm eating pizza and ice cream. even though olivia is in a towel when she answers the door, i proceed to tell her the above store since she is the first person i see since it happens. we then go to get fajitas, when picking up lara and greg they make fun of my teddy bear, calling her a male and saying she is wearing drapes, jesh, next time they can take their own car. yummy yummy fajitas and awesome margaritas, or really half a margarita for me because i'm driving and they seem strong. peer pressure to finish mine, but hey, i'm driving and i don't want to even drive tispy. no accidents for mb. so then we stop and get gas, its my first time ever pumping gas. a drunken jenna is my guide. she is amazed by my cap holder on the gas door, it is spiffy i agree. the first time doesn't work because i think we took too long examining my cap holder, pumping was easy, getting the cap back on was hard, i start turning right and jenna is like no, left, well left doesn't work, so i try right again and there it is, the click i need to hear. yay, i'm done. jenna: do you know how to clean your front window. mb: theoretically, i know how to do most things with cars theoretically, i've watched other people do it and have never done it myself. well now i have the chance, especially since i'm done with school. wow.