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its official. i suck, and can't do anything.
i went to go to the gym, and my car wouldnt start... and the lights wouldnt turn on... then i noticed the headlight switch was to the on position. fuck. so i took my mom's car to the gym, i got home, and attempted to jump start it... not knowing wtf i'm doing.. there were lots of sparks, which fucking scared me. so i gave up, came in here, found this guy and he was telling me how to do it... so i go back out.. it was all going good. till the fucking fire started. yeah a fire.. so i blew out the fire.. then there was a shitload of smoke.. so i said fuck this.. i don't feel like blowing up cars today.. so i gave up completely. i came inside.. woke up my mom and told her.. so she decided she was gonna go look. all she did was go throw away the ruined jumper cables. then she came inside, and gave me $40 dollars and told me to go to the mechanics and get someone to jump it for me. i never think. and ppl will do anything for money. and she told me to dress cute and show cleavage. i'm sure someone will help me.
i told my mom the story about the fire and whatnot, and she laughed. alot. heh.
i just wish i could fucking do something and it go right!!! and i fucking hate my car. i hope it blows up. that'd make me happy.
someone better get my car working tmw. cuz i definitely need it by monday for school.
i weighed myself at the gym... 338. i was at like 332.. so in 2 weeks i've gained 6 lbs. wonderful. just fucking wonderful.
i'm beginning to feel awfully hopeless. about everyfuckingthing.
fuck is the word of the day by the way.
i went to go to the gym, and my car wouldnt start... and the lights wouldnt turn on... then i noticed the headlight switch was to the on position. fuck. so i took my mom's car to the gym, i got home, and attempted to jump start it... not knowing wtf i'm doing.. there were lots of sparks, which fucking scared me. so i gave up, came in here, found this guy and he was telling me how to do it... so i go back out.. it was all going good. till the fucking fire started. yeah a fire.. so i blew out the fire.. then there was a shitload of smoke.. so i said fuck this.. i don't feel like blowing up cars today.. so i gave up completely. i came inside.. woke up my mom and told her.. so she decided she was gonna go look. all she did was go throw away the ruined jumper cables. then she came inside, and gave me $40 dollars and told me to go to the mechanics and get someone to jump it for me. i never think. and ppl will do anything for money. and she told me to dress cute and show cleavage. i'm sure someone will help me.
i told my mom the story about the fire and whatnot, and she laughed. alot. heh.
i just wish i could fucking do something and it go right!!! and i fucking hate my car. i hope it blows up. that'd make me happy.
someone better get my car working tmw. cuz i definitely need it by monday for school.
i weighed myself at the gym... 338. i was at like 332.. so in 2 weeks i've gained 6 lbs. wonderful. just fucking wonderful.
i'm beginning to feel awfully hopeless. about everyfuckingthing.
fuck is the word of the day by the way.