Yo...
Dig this:
This morning, I was driving along the 290, blasting 94.7 the Zone from my $25 dollars car stereo(you know how I do it). Anyway, I was going up the incline at Harlem when suddenly--pop pop pop--my car breaks down. That's right boys and girls, my goddamn car broke down in the goddamn exit in middle of goddamn rush hour. AND, of all the motherfucking days, this piece of American shit is gonna break down on the day I have to qualify for the 54th Cermak yard and the Forest Park Yard. I managed to push it to a gas station a couple of blocks away. 20 bucks worth of gas later, I finally got the damn to start and headed over to Forest Park.
To be honest, I could've gave a fuck. I didn't want to be there qualifing, I didn't want to do any of this. I just wanna go home and go to bed. I'll spare you all the bullshit procedures that I had to do to, plus the two tests I had to take, one being a Switchmen test, the other being a signal that I had to be written verbatim, word for fucking word, as it appeared in our rule books. I'm going to skip all that because, as I said above, I don't give a fuck. I failed both tests and my performances in the yard was shaky, according to my Instructor. I was just glad I got the whole thing over with. and I can finally go home to my comfortable bed.
But wait! More bullshit to come.
I lost my damn CTA ID card. I don't konw where I lost, but I'm guessing it was while I was pushing the car into the gas station. FUCK!!!! Now I gotta go pay $50 for a new one. The reason it's $50 is because the ID card allows me to get on the trains and buses for free. FUCK!!!! This day-FUCK--fucking sucks. I wanna crawl in a hole and die. I wanna take a M-60 and mow down every little piece of shit that got the nerve to walk within my presence. I wanna blow up the world out of its misery...and laugh about it
Having said that, here are some lovely pics
Here's my fellow Afro Punk, Calvin
Hail Mary Full of Grace...
Special belated 9-11 commemeration is in order here.
Take it Easy
Dig this:
This morning, I was driving along the 290, blasting 94.7 the Zone from my $25 dollars car stereo(you know how I do it). Anyway, I was going up the incline at Harlem when suddenly--pop pop pop--my car breaks down. That's right boys and girls, my goddamn car broke down in the goddamn exit in middle of goddamn rush hour. AND, of all the motherfucking days, this piece of American shit is gonna break down on the day I have to qualify for the 54th Cermak yard and the Forest Park Yard. I managed to push it to a gas station a couple of blocks away. 20 bucks worth of gas later, I finally got the damn to start and headed over to Forest Park.
To be honest, I could've gave a fuck. I didn't want to be there qualifing, I didn't want to do any of this. I just wanna go home and go to bed. I'll spare you all the bullshit procedures that I had to do to, plus the two tests I had to take, one being a Switchmen test, the other being a signal that I had to be written verbatim, word for fucking word, as it appeared in our rule books. I'm going to skip all that because, as I said above, I don't give a fuck. I failed both tests and my performances in the yard was shaky, according to my Instructor. I was just glad I got the whole thing over with. and I can finally go home to my comfortable bed.
But wait! More bullshit to come.
I lost my damn CTA ID card. I don't konw where I lost, but I'm guessing it was while I was pushing the car into the gas station. FUCK!!!! Now I gotta go pay $50 for a new one. The reason it's $50 is because the ID card allows me to get on the trains and buses for free. FUCK!!!! This day-FUCK--fucking sucks. I wanna crawl in a hole and die. I wanna take a M-60 and mow down every little piece of shit that got the nerve to walk within my presence. I wanna blow up the world out of its misery...and laugh about it
Having said that, here are some lovely pics
Here's my fellow Afro Punk, Calvin
Hail Mary Full of Grace...
Special belated 9-11 commemeration is in order here.
Take it Easy
akirali:
Damn your day sucked. Hard. Hope tommorow is better for ya.
sweetavenue:
wow. i'm sorry about your day. that sucks. i bet you tomorrow is better.
