For all the cool people.
Today was good. School was terribly long and terribly boring. Work was actually fun. We were shaking our tail feathers. I then decided I wanted to get a hair magazine from Border's, so I made my way over, got the mag, came out to leave... started my car, and then the fucker stalled out. Okay, it's an automatic... what the crap... so yeah it wouldn't start and here I am all in the way... so I'm upset, cause I hate my car... And out of all the stupid Border patrons, only ONE boy stopped to help me. He was nice. He didn't know anything about cars. I liked him. It still wouldn't work... I waited for like, 10 minutes and tried to start it again, and kaboom, it worked. I don't understand cars. Now I'm tired, ill, and I just want to go to sleep. I have to work tomorrow. As well as NEXT Saturday. I hate working Saturday nights... school then straight to work... stupid stupid stupid.
♥MK.
♥MK.