What luck? fascism we can vote for...I mean..I hate my luck
Anyone that understands the first part of the subject gets a cookie..but anyways...
Well, after being legally able to get my license for four years now(I'm 20), I finally got my license.
Why did I wait so long? Because I never had someone to teach me and could never afford lessons.
and to cut anyone off at this point, I didn't teach my self because well, I didn't have a car to practice in.
Well, I finally started learning to drive and I failed the maneuverability portion of the test the first two times I took it.
Today I got to use my step mom's Acura, which is a really nice car and handles amazingly.
The test was actually a breeze using her car compared to my car(an 82 Skylark)
Well, after the test we head home and my brother wants a Polar Pop and my step mom wanted me to pick some stuff up.
So I go to start my car and guess what...
It's DEAD
We don't know what's wrong with it, we just got it fixed for the same damned thing and it was supposed to be fixed and running properly.
My dad's friend looked at it and said that for some reason no fuel is getting pumped or something like that.
I am by no means a car person, if its not on E, I can't fix it.
After all this time of waiting to be able to drive legally so I can get a job and break away from this place I call "home"(for the time being until my step mom kicks me out again), yet another thing is thrown in my path to freedom.
I am so sick of this crap
Well, after being legally able to get my license for four years now(I'm 20), I finally got my license.
Why did I wait so long? Because I never had someone to teach me and could never afford lessons.
and to cut anyone off at this point, I didn't teach my self because well, I didn't have a car to practice in.
Well, I finally started learning to drive and I failed the maneuverability portion of the test the first two times I took it.
Today I got to use my step mom's Acura, which is a really nice car and handles amazingly.
The test was actually a breeze using her car compared to my car(an 82 Skylark)
Well, after the test we head home and my brother wants a Polar Pop and my step mom wanted me to pick some stuff up.
So I go to start my car and guess what...
It's DEAD
We don't know what's wrong with it, we just got it fixed for the same damned thing and it was supposed to be fixed and running properly.
My dad's friend looked at it and said that for some reason no fuel is getting pumped or something like that.
I am by no means a car person, if its not on E, I can't fix it.
After all this time of waiting to be able to drive legally so I can get a job and break away from this place I call "home"(for the time being until my step mom kicks me out again), yet another thing is thrown in my path to freedom.
I am so sick of this crap