Not the good kind, mind you. Car's screwed up, pro'lly won't be driveable anymore. My step-dad described it as "It sounds like a little man's trying to get out of your engine, and when he does, the engine's dead."

....

Damnit.

Really, damnit. That's how I get to school, how I visit my family (Brother, Neice, Cousins, etc.), and how I get to hang out with my friends (We don't live in the same town).

To get a new car, I'll need a job, which I can't get to without a car, because it seems like no one in this town is hiring (I swear this place is three blocks wide and four blocks long. Veeeery little.), so walking to work everyday isn't an option, nor is relying on my mom to drive me, because she has her own job and she's learning her job and subbing in for when people can't show and doesn't have a fixed schedule, so trying to schedule around her job is not a do-able type thing. And I really just don't want to bug my step-dad figure after he gets off of work, 'cause he works a lot and I just don't like bothering people..

-Headdesk.- It'd help if it were next month, due to the birthday thing, 'cause I'd put the money from the cards towards a vehicle, it doesn't have to be pretty, it just needs to have a life-span of two or more years left...

And works well in snow, 'cause this year I really don't want to have to call a tow truck to haul me out of a ditch.

Tha'r be ditches galore around here, mateys.

-Cough.-

And now that I have my pirate put away... I think I'll just go, yah? I have an exam in the morning, and just need to go to bed...

Night,
T.