Monday, June 7, 2010

Currently: What a day today has been. This morning, my dumass father decided to park my car in front of a Stop sign across the street from our house, and because of that, a Garbage truck hit my car. Luckily, the damage wasn't too bad. But the front bumper is scratched up and a little broken. Although it was also the Sanitation worker's fault for HITTING my car to begin with, I also place some blame on father dearest for carelessly parking the car in front of a Stop sign to begin with! You see where my charity and good heart has placed me? I trust him with something near and dear to me and he just neglects it. What an idiot. And right now, as I type this, he's still driving around with my car (it is still driveable, luckily) and carrying on like nothing happened. All of this, and YET he'll find an excuse to say that I am the "selfish" one. But I have no choice but to take all of this shit. Either way, I have to find the number of their Insurance holder so that they could pay for the damage. I visited my insurance company today, and because of the type of insurance that I have (the cheapest under the sun), there's really nothing that they could do, unfortunately. So I have to handle this all with the Sanitation department. 'Gotta love my life. Oh, and to add to this, yesterday I hung out with Jose in the city and we saw "Get him to the Greek" together. It wasn't so bad if his big-headed ass didn't feel the need to down-talk me every chance he got. See, before we went to see the movie we stopped at a Pizza joint to eat because he was hungry. While there, of course we got to talking a little bit. First, he practically incriminates me for forgetting stuff he had told me while I was DRUNK and tells me that he doesn't like to have to "repeat" facts about himself. Oh, and it gets even better from there. He then goes on to insinuate that I am not a great kisser and follows that with "I could tell you were very sheltered," but then goes on again to say that i'm "Very pretty and very intelligent" and that is why he "likes" me. Um, okay? So I was gracious enough to still go see the movie with him cause I might as well have not turned down a free movie (he paid for the movie) at that point. And then during the movie, his phone goes off and minutes later he turns to me and whispers "They just called me for work, i'm so sorry I have to go...need money for the train?" I assure him that I don't need money, he kisses me goodbye, and I sit back and enjoy the rest of the movie by myself. What else was there to do? BLAH. But on the bright side of all this bullshit, I received my Diploma in the mail today. I am also going to go see a show on Thursday. So this week shouldn't be THAT bad...and better not be, or i'll shank a bitch...just kidding.= (