Why is it that as a child, your main goal is to speed things up to adulthood? And now, as an adult, all I want is to slow things down and get to live more like a child. Why do I need responsibility and all the other fun things that come along with my old age of 24???
For the past few months, since our drive to NY really, my Blazer has been in and out of the shop. One thing after another. Thousands of dollars later, I basically have a new car. Probably added a good ten years of life to the car. Which means I now have no excuse to get another car, unless I decide to have quadruplets or something of the sort :/
P.S. I've started my LONG overdue diet today so excuse the crabbiness but hunger can do that to a person. Why didn't anybody warn me that dieting instantly adds 15 hours to your day???
Blah.
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