Yeah I am. Believe it or not I don't have school till noontime and here I am, 8am and blogging. HA, who does that? I woke up only because my mom's alarm clock was going off and it would not quit. She was downstairs so there was no one else to turn it off but me. And have you tried to sleep through and alarm?? It's humanly impossible!! That incessant EHH EHH EHH EHH EHH EHH... really how do you sleep through that?
Anyway I blogged last week that I was having a bad day.. well, bad day turned into BAD MONTH! Seriously, October is in first place for my least favorite month this year. I'm sorry biffy, but it is. All in a span of one week, everything that could go wrong with my car... went wrong.
1 I don't remember when, but leaving JR's house at 3AM and my car doesn't start. Tried turning the key several times and it doesn't work. Thinking we're going to have to jumpstart my car, I look in my trunk and no jumper cables (they're in my dad's car). Argh. JR drops me off and early next morning, we take my car to hillcrest (where my dad knows the guy) and the car guy says it's my battery. So I have to buy a new one :[
2 Parking at UCSD is horrible. Probably not as bad as State because it seems like you guys can't park anywhere close to your classes, whereas we Tritons can. That is if you have a red/green parking permit (meaning you're a professor or someone who works at the school). I'm usually running late for my classes and don't have the time to wait around for a spot to open so it's either find a meter and pay more money or practically miss class because I'm driving around looking for decent parking. Yeah we do have shuttle service, but I HATE THE SHUTTLE. I refuse to take it. So with that said I've exhausted all my parking options.
EXCEPT!!! I know George. George works at Shiley Eye Center. He has a green permit. LIGHTBULB! Gimmie, gimmie George. Anyway, George ends up telling his work that he lost his, he's granted another one, and he gives me his old one. I'm thinking I'm in the clear. Great parking for the rest of the year!! WRONG! Just last week I got a huge sign on my windshield saying "Notice of Surrender" along with a $300 parking ticket for a "stolen" permit. What.the.fack. Three bills down the drain. Argh.
3 On Friday, I'm leaving JR's house in the wee hours of the morning and hear this thump-thump-thumping noise. I pull over and what do I see??? A FREAKING FLAT TIRE. Why, why, why, why, why??? I just bought four new tires in June. I have to leave my car at JR's AGAIN and take his truck home. Came back the next day, his dad takes off the flat, puts on the spare and guess what... MY SPARE IS FLAT TOO. Hahahhaa ohhh gad. Long story short, I get my flat repaired and JR puts it back on for me.
And that is the end of my car troubles, for now at least. KNOCK ON WOOD. I seriously have the worst luck ever. Something always goes wrong for me. I mean it.
fashion show! haha
Anyway I blogged last week that I was having a bad day.. well, bad day turned into BAD MONTH! Seriously, October is in first place for my least favorite month this year. I'm sorry biffy, but it is. All in a span of one week, everything that could go wrong with my car... went wrong.
1 I don't remember when, but leaving JR's house at 3AM and my car doesn't start. Tried turning the key several times and it doesn't work. Thinking we're going to have to jumpstart my car, I look in my trunk and no jumper cables (they're in my dad's car). Argh. JR drops me off and early next morning, we take my car to hillcrest (where my dad knows the guy) and the car guy says it's my battery. So I have to buy a new one :[
2 Parking at UCSD is horrible. Probably not as bad as State because it seems like you guys can't park anywhere close to your classes, whereas we Tritons can. That is if you have a red/green parking permit (meaning you're a professor or someone who works at the school). I'm usually running late for my classes and don't have the time to wait around for a spot to open so it's either find a meter and pay more money or practically miss class because I'm driving around looking for decent parking. Yeah we do have shuttle service, but I HATE THE SHUTTLE. I refuse to take it. So with that said I've exhausted all my parking options.
EXCEPT!!! I know George. George works at Shiley Eye Center. He has a green permit. LIGHTBULB! Gimmie, gimmie George. Anyway, George ends up telling his work that he lost his, he's granted another one, and he gives me his old one. I'm thinking I'm in the clear. Great parking for the rest of the year!! WRONG! Just last week I got a huge sign on my windshield saying "Notice of Surrender" along with a $300 parking ticket for a "stolen" permit. What.the.fack. Three bills down the drain. Argh.
3 On Friday, I'm leaving JR's house in the wee hours of the morning and hear this thump-thump-thumping noise. I pull over and what do I see??? A FREAKING FLAT TIRE. Why, why, why, why, why??? I just bought four new tires in June. I have to leave my car at JR's AGAIN and take his truck home. Came back the next day, his dad takes off the flat, puts on the spare and guess what... MY SPARE IS FLAT TOO. Hahahhaa ohhh gad. Long story short, I get my flat repaired and JR puts it back on for me.
And that is the end of my car troubles, for now at least. KNOCK ON WOOD. I seriously have the worst luck ever. Something always goes wrong for me. I mean it.
fashion show! haha
