Welp. I became a big girl and decided to sort out my finances so I can pay for my hefty monthly bill which consists or car payments and insurance and phone bills and all that nonsense.
Also, I’m going to stick with a saving plan so I can pay for this stupid gym class for school and get fancy shit for Lady Elanor, (my car). My goal is to have something new (rims, sway bars, short ram intake / new exhaust or some new headlights) by the end of summer. Not particularly in that order…or any order at all.
All of this more or less means no more new clothes that I’ll never wear and no extravagant gifts to myself or others. Meaning, if I go out with friends, they’re paying for their own shit or not eating or whatever. &I’m going to be a bitch and ask for gas money because god damn it’s expensive and Lady Elanor is getting old real quick and I have no back up moneys for any unseen events.
You’re a fool to think that I don’t know that was a cop out because fuck I’m too smart for that.
Hmph. Soooo I met that particular sir’s Dad anddddddd it went swell.
Yep.
he’s testing me about cars and fuck i know NOTHING all i know is sway bars okay
we always get into these really good conversations and then within a nanosecond it’s changed and switched and one of us ends up mad at one another and and and.
it’s always stupid. le sigh.
