girlnamedxena

back to being cranky. I'm putting my rant behind a cut so you nice people won't have to read my bitching if you don't want to.

Not having a car kinda sucked, but I was used to it. My family hadn't had a car since my dad moved out when I was eight. One would think having a car would be great- and I guess it would be... if it worked. But every now and then Jo will randomly proclaim that something's wrong with it and it's not fit to drive. Strangely enough this often happens when I need him to take me somewhere. Grrr. So: Having a car but not being able to use it is worse than having no car at all.

Next up: Being allergic to cheap metals such as nickle really, really sucks. My dad gave me this really nice belly-button ring for my birthday and I wore it for two days and now I have a rash all over my navel. As if it wasn't wierd enough to begin with.

Also, my hands are cold and numb. And I really am starting to wish it'll bloody snow already! I mean, I'm happy that the weather is nice, but seriously. It's February and we still haven't had any snow that lasted more than a coupledays.

Oh, and my English paper? Not happening. Stupid ******* thing.

Do you think it would be bad to put some kaluah in my hot coco?