So I believe in the philosophy of good day and bad day...definitely. I went to the doctor today as a new patient. Went extremely well, until I got home. As soon as I walked in teh door my youngest sister asked to take the car so they could take my cousin home and get their "eyebrows" done basically. I rather take myself to work. Last time my coworker had to take me home. Instead of taking a whole fuss and hearing the bullshit later, I went and put my clothes in my bag, got two pieces of cake (yes, to keep my mouth shut) and on top of that, hit my toe in the bathroom door...I want a car but want to pay for it straight up with no problems, which means I'm going to have to wait til next month to get a damn car.
Another thing, I know me eating certain stuff can be bad but levothyroxine does not mean i will stop eating that stuff, my mother doesn't seem to realize that hurts my feelings. I'm the one fucking walking in the morning to help myself. $1,000 suv is all i need. 3 more paychecks and I should be able to just buy a simple suv. I can't fucking wait. I'm straight driving to nowhere with my music on blast.
Maybe I'll go pick up my two girls and have a day of doing what I want to do. Video games, movies, and now that I'm back into salads, get me a chicken salad fit for a queen. Posting after work. Dream vehicle below...well, one of them...
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