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What an interesting day it has been.

I needed to fetch some money from my dad's to get an oil change. I wanted a partner for this "adventure" and Lauren was the perfect candidate. Entertaining, on my way, patient, and moving in a matter of days! So we got the money, did our classic Donut Circus thing, and sat at the Kia dealership waiting on my car and watching Dr. Phil.

Let me talk about this experience in more depth. Dr. Phil is such a tool/douchebag/idiot/shitsack and has the most annoying accent ever. He says the most non-profound things and gets applauded. But his stories are always so entertaining and dramatic. I hate that I find myself laughing and mocking this show because it's real life, I guess. But, anyway...this dude got a sex change and now his daughters hate him. I debated in my head whether they were more selfish or he was. Sex change man was more horrid to me from watching it because he just DGAF about what his daughters were saying. SMH. He tried to convey emotion with words but showed no other signs and even his words were so scripted. Anyway, Lauren and I had a million and one conversations prompted by the show and this lil lady sitting across from us was visibly annoyed but she annoyed me more with her body language and presence. There was this REALLY high tech coffee/tea machine. Don't want to explain the mechanics but it was enough to get excited about. What an experience.

The dealership cleaned my whip up real nice which pleased me. But, they charged me 53 dollars for the oil change and tire rotation. My dad only gave me 40. I had 10 bucks in cash on me and like 6 bucks in my account. So now, I have about 3 dollars in my account...6 bucks cash and a quarter tank of gas. In a week I have training for 2 weeks.

Basically, I'm financially NOT GOOD. I will likely borrow more moneyz from my dad. What sucks more, is now I have to work stuff out with my SunPass people because apparently I went through a toll when my balance was 0. Sheesh.

My eyes feel so weird. Very heavy and dry. As if I've been up for a week. Grr.

I have some goals for the rest of the night. Which consist of: try to write a budget for the upcoming couple of semesters, write down how the next couple of weeks will pan out (because, I know it will be quite a bit to adapt to and I want to face it before it gets here), clean up my room a bit, and um sleep.

I have long, creepy arms. Take a look at this photo. Haha. I think its a bit distorted by the wide-angle lens though. I hope.

Also, I want to stop typing "haha" in the beginning, middle, and end of statements where it doesn't belong. I think I use it far too much and I think it comes off as if I don't mean what I'm saying or that I'm too afraid to be serious. I hope I can stop quickly.

Sterling was in the shop for some maintenance (oil change, tire rotation, etc.). So, I got this for a day. Woot!!

Erik named this MINI Blue Jeans and Lipstick (Jean for short). Who decided to put a blue top on a red and black MINI?!