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Rant (again) Wow, three entries in one day. Now I'm beginning to think I have no life. We're getting this shed that is supposedly big enough to fit a car. I was thinking EL CAMINO...Well, no, instead it's for our SHIT, like our many lawn mowers, bikes, rakes, shovels, brooms, and basically any other SHIT in our garage. HOWEVER, while the CLASSIC CAR which also happens to be the EL CAMINO gets to sit outside, my brother will be able to bring his piece of shit TRANS AM over and store it in the GARAGE. It's not even a full car. It's just the SHELL of the car. It doesn't have a FLOORBOARD. How fair is that that he gets his piece of shit in the garage?! Oh, I'm sorry, IF we pull my dash off to fix my vents, the El Camino can be in the garage a couple days, until it's put back together. Then, it's outside again. I mean, I understand that kids generally have to leave their vehicles outside, but when you have to decide between an EL CAMINO, that is actually USED, PAINTED, ASSEMBLED, and LOVED, or a trans am SHELL, which would YOU fucking choose?! Especially when I'm pretty sure that most of my brother's friends will take their frustrations out on MY El Camino, since they all pretty much hate me. (I told you about being called a slut, I think...That was nice...that boosted my spirits..Not..) So now the thing is, to put this shed up, we need to have gravel for the floor, or whatever. Put gravel down and then cement. I don't know. So our neighbor is bringing a dumptruck full of gravel to our house tomorrow. We can't have anything in the driveway. So that means, my El Camino has to sit either on our front lawn, or in the parking lot across the street. I don't like it. I don't. But I got bitched at because "I'm thinking of YOU and I don't want the El Camino to get hurt in the process." HOW THE HELL DOES THE SHED HELP ME?! MY BICYCLE IS IN THE RAFTERS, AND NO ONE CARES THAT THE BRAKES ARE PRACTICALLY NONEXISTENT AND I'VE ALMOST BEEN KILLED HOW MANY TIMES...I HAVE NOTHING IN THE GARAGE OTHER THAN THAT!!!! Ugh, parents make me sick. So anyway...Um...Yeah, my dad called me a bitch cause he found out how much I worked out today. Well, I called him an asswipe cause he's going to owe me $100. Then I'll have enough money to get my window seals, and to get my starter fixed. So there. My mom wants me to go to my grandparents' house with her tomorrow, but I think I'm going to pass. I want to stay here and wash the El Camino, and since there's summer school tomorrow, I want to make sure that while it's parked out front no one gets any ideas...there's enough "speckles" on the side as it is. That, and there have been kids egging cars, and using shaving cream and wet toilet paper...Not to my truck! So I don't know what I should do. I probably should get off now since my dad will be home soon, and I'm sure I'll need to move my truck so he can get the fucking motorcycle in the garage. ~Ger P.S. I'm actually in a better mood than it sounds like I am...I just needed to rant about that :) |