Kicked butt at call backs tonight for Bright Room Called Day. and on my way home.... my head lights were fading, i could barely see my dashboard, the engine shuddered, my acceleration was reading Zero when i was going at least 65, ANd my speakers cut out.
my Car was fucking going through Death Spasms WHile i was driving on the Fuckling Free way!!
At least i followed my gut and got the hell off the freeway before it completely blacked out. and i coasted to a dead stop in the middle of a abandoned scarey parking lot. i was under a light post.. so that made a liiittle less scarey, but still frightening.
...
i was so grateful my phone lived long enough for my daddy to figure out where i was dead. then i sat there... cold.. alone.. .in a scarey parking lot. i wanted to cry alittle bit, but i read my history book instead... which made me kinda depressed in a different way.
.. *sigh*
i needa stiff drink.
i wont have one, but it sounds pleaseing..