Woohoo!
Well yesturday I finally got a car. Its kinda crappy but hey it runs, the airconditioner works and the radio works so I'm happy. Its a '93 Ford Thunderbird. It needs some work done on it so I wont be able to drive it for a little while. The inspection is out cause the horn doesnt work, and it will need a brake and transmition job sometime in the future. I also cant drive it because one of my contacts ripped so I cant see to drive *L*. My mom keeps saying that I should be happy now that I've gotten the car, she acts like I should be all grateful to her and dad and I am but not the way she wants me to. For 1 she keeps saying that she has to reschedule her eye appointment to have her catarax removed because with buying my car they wont have the money for it, and I asked her does the caterax bother her and she said no, so there ya go its ok to wait one more frickin month. Also she acts like they are the ones who got me the car, no they arent, I am the one who found it on the internet not them, and contrary to what she thinks I AM THE ONE WHO PAID FOR IT!!! They used the money from my check that I was supposed to get for helping my dad with his paper route, so I PAID FOR THE DAMNED CAR NOT THEM. I am grateful to them, but this should have happened a long time ago, I've been waiting over 4 years for a damned car. I've earned this car with all the crap I've had to put up with from them. Ohwell. I've got the car and maybe (hopefully) its the first step to me getting out of here and on with my life.