Amyelia

Could the ceaseless drama please just…cease?! Today, on my way to school, I got a flat. No, not just a flat - my tire got completely and utterly annihiliated. It was flat to the point of being irreparable. I was stranded for at least an hour before my brother and sister finally came to help me changeover to my spare. I had to go to the tyre shop and get a new tire to replace the busted one right away – yes, I am paranoid and I want to make sure that tomorrow, when I go to school to enrol, everything runs smoothly. Enrollment is only between 9 and 11 in the morning for some reason. So I had to fork out about $80 for the tire, which I can’t really afford on my non-existent salary so I hope my Dad will at least reimburse me some of the cash. I also found out the tires that are currently on my car are too big for it. I don’t know if that had anything to do with my latest dilemma, but it causes other kinds of worrying things. Such as the treading being worn out sooner and my actual speed having discrepancies with my speedometer. Not to sound ungrateful, but my Dad should have just bought me a new car. The amount of things that are SUDDENLY going wrong with this one is annoying the fuck out of me. I’m pretty sure that in no time the repairs will cost more than the car actually did. I know – spoiled brat. What the fuck ever. I still have to deal with all these issues myself since my Dad always makes himself conveniently absent all the time.

Anyway, that’s all for today. Please God, no more!

Only 7 days left! Exciting times.

-Amyelia