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So I'm slightly mad right now.
Due to the million pot holes around Austintown, my front right tire is fucked up. I can't drive my car. I don't know when I'll be able to drive my car. I could've died today. I didn't notice the bubble in my tire until I was getting gas at GetGo after class, I had just taken the freeway from YSU back to Austintown averaging about 80mph the whole way. So if my tire would've decided to blow on the freeway I would've been fucked and not sitting here right now typing this. I somehow have to get my car out to Boardman Mitsubishi for them to put a new tire on the car. Oh yes, let me just teleport my car out to Boardman.
These pot holes are ridiculous. Seriously, something needs to happen. Mahoning Avenue is the worst.
And the worst part about all of this, I can't drive my old car, because my mom needs to use my old car tomorrow to get to work because her Jeep decided to die today. I'm trapped in my house. I can't leave. What the fuck. Today is not my day.
I'm so overwhelmed with everything.
I can't handle all of this.
I got my new insurance statement today. Through the fucking roof. I'm dropping AIG as my insurance. $164 a month, no thank you.
My tire is going to cost $127. That's just for the tire itself. Fuck having 17" low profile tires.
My payments on everything are coming up again real soon.
I'm so behind on school stuff. I don't even know how or where to begin to catch up.
MTV is crap. Though I was enjoying America's Best Dance Crew; Making the Band 4 not so much.
Winter weather advisory tonight. I don't think I'm going to school tomorrow. I can't exactly get there. I'll just teleport myself, like how I'm going to teleport my car out to Boardman to get a new tire on it. What the fuck. Why is this happening.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Crash.
Burn.
Sleep.
Due to the million pot holes around Austintown, my front right tire is fucked up. I can't drive my car. I don't know when I'll be able to drive my car. I could've died today. I didn't notice the bubble in my tire until I was getting gas at GetGo after class, I had just taken the freeway from YSU back to Austintown averaging about 80mph the whole way. So if my tire would've decided to blow on the freeway I would've been fucked and not sitting here right now typing this. I somehow have to get my car out to Boardman Mitsubishi for them to put a new tire on the car. Oh yes, let me just teleport my car out to Boardman.
These pot holes are ridiculous. Seriously, something needs to happen. Mahoning Avenue is the worst.
And the worst part about all of this, I can't drive my old car, because my mom needs to use my old car tomorrow to get to work because her Jeep decided to die today. I'm trapped in my house. I can't leave. What the fuck. Today is not my day.
I'm so overwhelmed with everything.
I can't handle all of this.
I got my new insurance statement today. Through the fucking roof. I'm dropping AIG as my insurance. $164 a month, no thank you.
My tire is going to cost $127. That's just for the tire itself. Fuck having 17" low profile tires.
My payments on everything are coming up again real soon.
I'm so behind on school stuff. I don't even know how or where to begin to catch up.
MTV is crap. Though I was enjoying America's Best Dance Crew; Making the Band 4 not so much.
Winter weather advisory tonight. I don't think I'm going to school tomorrow. I can't exactly get there. I'll just teleport myself, like how I'm going to teleport my car out to Boardman to get a new tire on it. What the fuck. Why is this happening.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Crash.
Burn.
Sleep.