Jul 27, 2005 13:23
i am in a depressed mood. my day started off well. but its just going to the shitter. i checked my email around noon and i received an email saying that my loan (that i had all ready signed papers for) was denied? how the hell did that happen? i dont even know. so i called the 800 number. and of course i was put on hold. finally talked to some lady that told me that it was denied because the pay stub didnt match the application, but they would still consider my application. so i called my dad 500 times on his cell. then it was my turn for lunch. and i had to go to get my car inspected. oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. so annoyed. so the guy that doesnt even speak english says for me to get out of the car. im like well ok. so i grab all my illegal parafenilia :P and i get out with my cigarette in my hand. my beautiful straight hair flying around in the wind. my skirts being lifted into the air by the greedy hands of the wind. and my purse with my brown box are in my hands along with my can of dr pepper. and the guy sat there staring me up and down. i was like wow ya perv look the other way. i was a mess. so the guy takes my car in. and i sit on the curb and smoke a butt. and .25 seconds after i sit i jumped back up because the fucking cement was SOOO hott it burned my ass. so i try sitting on my skirt thinking maybe itll be a seraration between my bum and the hot cement. yeah didnt work. so finally the noneenglishspeaking mechanic comes out and tells me my car didnt PASS!!! bald back tire. need new ball joint. blahblahblah. in one ear out the other. no idea what hes talking about. so i go to pay with a check. he asks if i have a debit card and i tell him no. (its a no because i forgot that god damn pin number. tried using the atm too many times in west virginia last week. so now my card doesnt work.) so i tell him i work at savers bank. so he lets me write a check. i get back to work and i call my father immediately. so he tells me to calm down he called them yesterday. and all ready faxed over the up to date paystubs. so i can kind of breathe. but what i am frustrated about right now is that im going to have to put money into the car that i wont be driving come september! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i really dont know how im going to survive college if i cant even have a car.
so i talked to the girl through thefacebook and shes going to be 2 rooms down from me at school. and she gets her car. she said that she got a drs note. so now im planning some sort of illness to allow me to have my car. because thats bull shit to not have one.
one more thing to bitch about. i miss hanging out with my boyfriend.