Dont trust your cars little miles left on your gas.
I ran out this morning, trying to get to class on time.
That's right, couldnt fall asleep until 2, woke up at 6, and then at 7, then at 830. Left late so I didnt want to stop and get gas. So I could be on time.
Fail. BIG fail. I ran out as I was pulling out of one parking lot to look in another. Thankfully was abble to roll to a safe spot.
And now my Mom is coming to save me with gas.
Have I mentioned this blows?
Because it does.
The fates are against me getting to this class on time, I slept through alarm on Tuesday waking up too late to go to class, and now today I am missing again. That means a week worth of notes I do not have.

Dang, I hope it gets better.
ReplyDeleteIt could be worse, you could still look like a hillbilly ;)
ReplyDeleteYou ladies have no clue. Then mom and aunt bought a broken gas can. So i spilled gas on me and it gave me a headache....massively. I went into a bathroom and washed my hands 4x and my feet. It was disgusting. I cried. I was a mess. And annoyed with Aunt because she acted like Mom and I were retards for not being ale to open the gas can.....blah. it was cleary broken too.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! So sorry :-( What a bad day. *hugs*
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