I washed the car this morning. Patrick taught me a few techniques for waxing. It looks great.
He got me some 30a fuses for the amp. I thought that's what it had in it. It smoked it, literally. I was afraid my car was going to burn or something. Anyway, definitely returning the amp now.
Got pulled over tonight for not having my lights up *rolls eyes*. If it weren't for the fact that I hadn't been feeling absolutely horrible the rest of the afternoon, I would have not given a flying fuck. But, this just sorta pushed me over, I guess. I got a ticket for not having proof of insurance. Yeah. THAT's what pushed me. I've had that little card [temporary] with me forever. It's so convenient that my parent's forget to give me the real card when they got it in the mail. I just... went off when I got home. My dad was asleep on the couch *slams door* He yelled at me to be quiet, and I just told him to wake up. I really wanted my mom to wake up anyway [because she is the head of the family]. She finally did. I was just... angry. I went off, even though they were of little to blame. I'm just sick of EVERYTHING. This has got to be... one of the worst summers I think. I know I spent 90% of the time with Chrissy, and I don't mean to say anything bad at all about her because she is my best friend and everything, but internally, this has just been awful. I can't even beging to explain why I feel so horrible. I need a change of scenery, and I logically know that this will come in a WEEK. I'm torn up, though. I'm just... wasting away sitting here. ASMS taught me we are nothing but walking ignorance [duh], and I want to return to that place because, honestly, without it, that's the only feeling I have. I can't sit here and waste away much longer. Somebody remind me it's only six days.
to need to get into the "swing" of something...
So, here's some heavily "PhotoFucked" photos: