Isn't it sad the way I only have negative posts?

I know why it is. When I'm happy, I don't need the evils of technology around me. I don't feel like writing too much.

Today was alright. I woke up bright and early at Ethan's, said goodbye, and drove back home after a lovely evening with the best friend I could ever ask for.

I came home, cleaned my room ( a little bit) did some practicing (only a little) and caught up on some school work for my communications class (took up A LOT of time)

I watched some depressing junk on tv since I haven't watched tv in a while.....ran stupid errands for my mother...got yelled at by my mother for getting the wrong chocolate chips, ughh.


My phone's been busted for a few days. I've dropped it a few times, sure, but I see no reason why the touch screen (which is the entire phone) decided to quit working all of the sudden. It ticks me off. On the one hand, it's nice not having the stress of a cellular, I feel slightly more peaceful.

I have to talk to my parents tonight about how I can't and won't be able to afford a car..gah!
I have barely 600 saved up from this whole summer. What was I supposed to do when I had to pay other people back/other expenses from one college semester of barely working and paying a variety of bills?

I want a car that will last until I graduate. Is that too much to ask? I suppose so. I'll be able to raise like a grand total of 1300 by the end of the summer. YIPPEE. I don't care if I get an old clunker, I just need a car with decent gas mileage (maybe a stick shift) that can make it from point a to point b.

I mean, the thing can look like it went through a meat grinder for all I care. Mother dearest said a few days ago, "Ohh, maybe we can help you pay for it" but I'm pretty sure she just took that statement back, damn masters program and all of the expenses.

Ughh... 1 Timothy 6:10 says:

For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs.

Isn't that the truth. So, I hate money right? Then why must I deal with it, earn it, pay with it, spend it, waste it, owe it?

I understand that completely removing all currency in the world would be comparable to dropping another bomb on Hiroshima or Nagasaki, however, I have a right to whine. I really don't, but humor me, will you?



tata for now



sweetv