Ever since I went blonde.....
I decided to dye my hair blonde a few days ago... and hell has ensued....
1. I got a 17mph over speeding ticket on campus
2. Along with said ticket, I got an M.I.P (minor in possession of alcohol)...
considering I have had one small glass of rum and coke this semester, this is absurd.... I was on my way home, and I had just thrown a bunch of stuff from my apartment into the back of my car... including an unopened bottle of jameson's irish whiskey in a brown paper bag.... so basically... fuck you Clemson police department... I hope you get scabies..
3. After staying up for an exorbitant number of days for finals, I have a severe case of insomnia
4. I did helaciously on my biochem final that I thought I was going to ace
5. my family is moving, I can't get my summer sorted out, and I have to decide between now and October/November as to whether I want to do large animal or small animal veterinary medicine, which is a decision I'm terrified of having to commit to
6. my fucking car won't pass emissions, despite an $806 repair bill, multiple tests, the car place screwing me over, and now they are fixing it for free (because they super fucked up)... but the damn thing STILL will not pass
7. I'm sitting at home, missing Mogan's shindig, because the fucking repair place kept it over night, after making me wait 3.5 hours in the waiting room to decide this
8. I called over 148 people last night in an attempt to find a home for the cat mentioned below.. with absolutely no luck. The only person interested was the crazy, drug-addled hair cuttery guy who cut Morgan's hair... *shudders*... I'd rather drown my cat than do that....
9. I had to spend last night driving up to Clemson to get my fucking cat, because my roommate decided to call and tell me that the home she had found fell through and that she left the cat in the apartment... fucking brilliant....
oh and the BEST PART?
I hit a fucking deer. A full grown, large, car-destroying deer.
I was about to turn onto my street and I looked at my cat... when I looked up, there was a deer and BAM.... it was in front of my car.... but I didn't run over/under it... instead my 37mph momentum transferred to this deer and it fell over, then spun (like a coke bottle on its side) for a good 500 feet. It was slow motion, scarring, and pretty fucking horrible... then it got up and ran off into the woods to die a horrible death..... leaving me with super amounts of front end damage and crazy mind replays of the deer spinning that make me nauseated
We spent 2 grand a couple of weeks ago fixing my fucking front end... it was so nice to not have string holding up the front end of the car... .and the fucking deer redid all of the damage we repaired, and then some.... the only thing holding the front of my car in right now is the fact that the hood smashed down into it.
Fuck deer.
Fuck today.
Fuck you, Clemson University.
1. I got a 17mph over speeding ticket on campus
2. Along with said ticket, I got an M.I.P (minor in possession of alcohol)...
considering I have had one small glass of rum and coke this semester, this is absurd.... I was on my way home, and I had just thrown a bunch of stuff from my apartment into the back of my car... including an unopened bottle of jameson's irish whiskey in a brown paper bag.... so basically... fuck you Clemson police department... I hope you get scabies..
3. After staying up for an exorbitant number of days for finals, I have a severe case of insomnia
4. I did helaciously on my biochem final that I thought I was going to ace
5. my family is moving, I can't get my summer sorted out, and I have to decide between now and October/November as to whether I want to do large animal or small animal veterinary medicine, which is a decision I'm terrified of having to commit to
6. my fucking car won't pass emissions, despite an $806 repair bill, multiple tests, the car place screwing me over, and now they are fixing it for free (because they super fucked up)... but the damn thing STILL will not pass
7. I'm sitting at home, missing Mogan's shindig, because the fucking repair place kept it over night, after making me wait 3.5 hours in the waiting room to decide this
8. I called over 148 people last night in an attempt to find a home for the cat mentioned below.. with absolutely no luck. The only person interested was the crazy, drug-addled hair cuttery guy who cut Morgan's hair... *shudders*... I'd rather drown my cat than do that....
9. I had to spend last night driving up to Clemson to get my fucking cat, because my roommate decided to call and tell me that the home she had found fell through and that she left the cat in the apartment... fucking brilliant....
oh and the BEST PART?
I hit a fucking deer. A full grown, large, car-destroying deer.
I was about to turn onto my street and I looked at my cat... when I looked up, there was a deer and BAM.... it was in front of my car.... but I didn't run over/under it... instead my 37mph momentum transferred to this deer and it fell over, then spun (like a coke bottle on its side) for a good 500 feet. It was slow motion, scarring, and pretty fucking horrible... then it got up and ran off into the woods to die a horrible death..... leaving me with super amounts of front end damage and crazy mind replays of the deer spinning that make me nauseated
We spent 2 grand a couple of weeks ago fixing my fucking front end... it was so nice to not have string holding up the front end of the car... .and the fucking deer redid all of the damage we repaired, and then some.... the only thing holding the front of my car in right now is the fact that the hood smashed down into it.
Fuck deer.
Fuck today.
Fuck you, Clemson University.