My Weekend
I went to Kalamazoo and stayed the night at my sister’s this past Friday at WMU. We went out to dinner for my birthday, then she bought us some drinks and we watched a movie and drank the night away. Lol we actually ended up falling asleep around 12am. Go figure. But it was still fun.
On Saturday morning we had to get up early and pack her stuff into my car and my stepdad’s truck that my mom drove up there that morning. It took us like 3 hours! Not even kidding! It should of only taken us 1 1/2 hours, but I got sick and couldn’t help. I had to sit outside and watch the stuff while my mom and sister kept bringing stuff out. And then my mom kept coming up with ideas to try to fit things and we’re just like, lets just get this done with!!!
So everything was loaded, and my sister was going to ride with my mom, so I got into my car, turned it on, and what happens? I have no breaks! No fuckin breaks! Are you kidding me? Again? Like this just happened a few months ago! So yeah, I checked my break fluid, none in there. So we took the truck to the gas station and got some break fluid, went back to my car, put it in, nothing. So we ended up leaving my car on campus, going to my grandparents house to drop some of my sisters stuff off, went to our house to drop the rest of her stuff off, then my step dad came with us back to Kalamazoo to look at my car. Turns out another break line went out…again. *sigh* So he ended up clamping the break line about 8 times so I didn’t have breaks in my back left tire, but breaks in the rest. Basically I was driving a car with a break pedal that went all the way down to the floor, and I had to stop in my car, I would have to put the break on forever away so it would work and I would come to a complete stop. So stupid.
My dad said that he would be able to work on it Saturday. I told him that I work till 6:30 and that I’ll call him when I get out of work to let him know that I’m on my way. Well, no one answered the phone, so I left a message, I get out there, and yeah, he says he isn’t going to fix it tonight cuz it’s too late and he doesn’t know if he’ll run into trouble. Well thanks for letting me know! And he was all like, “I wish you would of called me honey…” and I was like “DAD! I did call and no one answered so I left a message!” Seriously, what a waste of gas! Cuz for those of you who don’t know, my dad lives in Nashville, which is 30 minutes away from Battle Creek. So yeah.
I ended up getting out of work early today to go over there again, and he got my break line fixed and my brakes are back to normal now, thank goodness. Oh Hey! Want to know something crazy? Thursday night I had a dream that I was driving my car, and my breaks went out! And then Saturday they did! Isn’t that crazy? And I’m not even joking! I think it was a sign!!!
Well, enough for tonight. I’m tired and I have to work in the morning, just like every morning…yup.
Goodnight!
On Saturday morning we had to get up early and pack her stuff into my car and my stepdad’s truck that my mom drove up there that morning. It took us like 3 hours! Not even kidding! It should of only taken us 1 1/2 hours, but I got sick and couldn’t help. I had to sit outside and watch the stuff while my mom and sister kept bringing stuff out. And then my mom kept coming up with ideas to try to fit things and we’re just like, lets just get this done with!!!
So everything was loaded, and my sister was going to ride with my mom, so I got into my car, turned it on, and what happens? I have no breaks! No fuckin breaks! Are you kidding me? Again? Like this just happened a few months ago! So yeah, I checked my break fluid, none in there. So we took the truck to the gas station and got some break fluid, went back to my car, put it in, nothing. So we ended up leaving my car on campus, going to my grandparents house to drop some of my sisters stuff off, went to our house to drop the rest of her stuff off, then my step dad came with us back to Kalamazoo to look at my car. Turns out another break line went out…again. *sigh* So he ended up clamping the break line about 8 times so I didn’t have breaks in my back left tire, but breaks in the rest. Basically I was driving a car with a break pedal that went all the way down to the floor, and I had to stop in my car, I would have to put the break on forever away so it would work and I would come to a complete stop. So stupid.
My dad said that he would be able to work on it Saturday. I told him that I work till 6:30 and that I’ll call him when I get out of work to let him know that I’m on my way. Well, no one answered the phone, so I left a message, I get out there, and yeah, he says he isn’t going to fix it tonight cuz it’s too late and he doesn’t know if he’ll run into trouble. Well thanks for letting me know! And he was all like, “I wish you would of called me honey…” and I was like “DAD! I did call and no one answered so I left a message!” Seriously, what a waste of gas! Cuz for those of you who don’t know, my dad lives in Nashville, which is 30 minutes away from Battle Creek. So yeah.
I ended up getting out of work early today to go over there again, and he got my break line fixed and my brakes are back to normal now, thank goodness. Oh Hey! Want to know something crazy? Thursday night I had a dream that I was driving my car, and my breaks went out! And then Saturday they did! Isn’t that crazy? And I’m not even joking! I think it was a sign!!!
Well, enough for tonight. I’m tired and I have to work in the morning, just like every morning…yup.
Goodnight!