Overslept. Check. Rushed to get to class on time. Check. Engine light started blinking furiously at me, and the car began to shake like an epileptic on crack at every red light. Check. Answered question number 15 on my Algebra exam with “Just Nope”. Check. Had full blown headache by 8:15 AM. Check. Rushed to work with jitterbuggin’ car. Check. Got caught up in some massive fuckery at work. Check.
From there, I found out my main cylinder is misfiring. I need to get that fixed before going to work at noon tomorrow. Yeah. And on the way home, my brakes decided to fucking give up the ghost. That’s right. I live on a fucking hill, and as I hit my street, my brakes decided to need stomping to get the slightest effect, and I coasted as best as I could into my spot before pulling the emergency brake and turning my wheel to the curb as quickly as possible. Because not having your brakes work well is such a fucking wonderful thing to have happen.
Now add to that my emotional state where everything is all wonky thanks to that poor decision to start Depo that I talked about in a previous blog. I’ve been on my period for a month now. I have bled profusely from my vajayjay for a straight month, and I haven’t died. You should totally be terrified of me. I could stab someone to death with a toothpick and this disembodied Barbie leg that is in my bed for some unknown fucking reason. It wouldn’t even phase me.
I have to get my car fixed before noon tomorrow when I’m due at work, and I can’t even drive it to the shop because, hello, brakes are important, yo. And I need it repaired in a timely manner even if I arrange a ride to work because next week are finals. I’ve been stressed out of my gourd over finals.
I am always some level of tired. I am always stressed. I am always the grown-up. And I say fuck that. I just threw my big girl panties in the trash. I don’t want to be a grown up and deal with life. I am officially six again. You can call me LeeLee. You can bring me a Go-Gurt and apple juice. You can give me a stuffed animal and tuck me in and put on a movie. But you can NOT make me be a grown up anymore tonight. Neener neener.