If its not one thing its another right?
allll day im psyched about going to AC to see my WIFE and Nyssa and Mle and Morgan.
BF comes home from work late and tells me his old friend JC is in town so he wont be going to AC with me so if u know me u know how i hate driving long distances especially if any highways are involved now i spent the time i was home alone getting my things together and getting directions blah blah so i decide to take the trek by myself and i was nervous and deep down insode kind of panicky so im driving lalalala and i get on 287 lalalalala and then i get onto the garden state prky and then it happens **POP** i was like HOLY SHIT WTF - my front left tire had blown and Im all alone in fucking Jersey somewhere and i wasnt sure what to do so i call bf who tells me to call the roadside assitance shit that i pay for and have them come out and tow me home well im at least and hour or more away from home so i call and wait in my truck. it took the tow truck guy 2 and half hours to get to me and then he was a complete dickhead just rude and nasty so i had to ride all the way back to Warwick with this asshole and i get home and bf still isnt home and its almost 1 am so i smoked a bowl and went to bed. no girly lovin for me i am still miserable about it today and to top it off i cant find my cell phone!!!!!!
why does shit like this always happen to me!!
I wanna just curl up in a ball under my blankets in bed and watch Lost Season 1 on DVD all day but I cant bf volunteered us to help his sister and brother in law move from their tiny 1 bdrm apt to a $500,000 house today in the rain - yeah thats what i wanna do
im so sad
allll day im psyched about going to AC to see my WIFE and Nyssa and Mle and Morgan.
BF comes home from work late and tells me his old friend JC is in town so he wont be going to AC with me so if u know me u know how i hate driving long distances especially if any highways are involved now i spent the time i was home alone getting my things together and getting directions blah blah so i decide to take the trek by myself and i was nervous and deep down insode kind of panicky so im driving lalalala and i get on 287 lalalalala and then i get onto the garden state prky and then it happens **POP** i was like HOLY SHIT WTF - my front left tire had blown and Im all alone in fucking Jersey somewhere and i wasnt sure what to do so i call bf who tells me to call the roadside assitance shit that i pay for and have them come out and tow me home well im at least and hour or more away from home so i call and wait in my truck. it took the tow truck guy 2 and half hours to get to me and then he was a complete dickhead just rude and nasty so i had to ride all the way back to Warwick with this asshole and i get home and bf still isnt home and its almost 1 am so i smoked a bowl and went to bed. no girly lovin for me i am still miserable about it today and to top it off i cant find my cell phone!!!!!!
why does shit like this always happen to me!!
I wanna just curl up in a ball under my blankets in bed and watch Lost Season 1 on DVD all day but I cant bf volunteered us to help his sister and brother in law move from their tiny 1 bdrm apt to a $500,000 house today in the rain - yeah thats what i wanna do
im so sad
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That sounds like it sucked. I have a fear of just getting stranded by myself in some area foreign to me and then have to worry about getting back... So I hate driving out of town too, but there's nothing to do in this shitty city so I must do it far too often.
Good luck on finding your phone. If I lost mine I'll freak out. It's my soup can and string to real life, I figure.