Right now I'm pretty mad at you. I need a ride to the eye doctors and downtown to sign up for free health care (not to mention I wanted to go to Mott today and bite the bullet and beg for college) but it's pretty hard when I can't even find a ride!
If I have to take the bus, I'm going to vomit. I hate taking the bus. I took it for far too long, and I don't want to take it ever again. I worked hard for that fucking truck and I hate the fact that I can't find anybody to help me fix it.
Right now I'm pretty fucking mad at you truck. Pretty fucking mad at you indeed. Maybe I'm just feeling helpless because of Chris, maybe I'm feeling helpless because my life is so messed up right now, but I'm taking it out on you truck.
Taking it out on you!
UGH And I just remembered Jon is coming to visit today. And I have nothing to wear.