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After my Lit class today, I walk to my car and what do I see?
My back right tire. Flat.
I called my dad, and then AAA. I then sat in my car for about an hour in the oh-god-i-think-i'm-having-a-heat-stroke weather (have I mentioned lately how much I hate Florida?), and then I remembered that on the way over my car was driving kind of funny, slipping and whatnot. I didn't pay any attention to it (I am retarded, obviously), and either it was pretty deflated while I was driving or deflated all the way... though it could have deflated fully when I was at school. And me, driving down I-275 going, "Gee, why is my car driving funny? OH WELL, LET'S GO 75MPH LOLERZZ." My stupidity knows no boundries. Still. I feel pretty freaking fortunate at this point, seeing as how I didn't have a blowout while driving that fast, or anything.
Sigh.
AND NOW. I watch commentary on The Phantom Traveler. Omg a;lsdjfl;asjkf THE FUN WILL NEVER END.
My back right tire. Flat.
I called my dad, and then AAA. I then sat in my car for about an hour in the oh-god-i-think-i'm-having-a-heat-stroke weather (have I mentioned lately how much I hate Florida?), and then I remembered that on the way over my car was driving kind of funny, slipping and whatnot. I didn't pay any attention to it (I am retarded, obviously), and either it was pretty deflated while I was driving or deflated all the way... though it could have deflated fully when I was at school. And me, driving down I-275 going, "Gee, why is my car driving funny? OH WELL, LET'S GO 75MPH LOLERZZ." My stupidity knows no boundries. Still. I feel pretty freaking fortunate at this point, seeing as how I didn't have a blowout while driving that fast, or anything.
Sigh.
AND NOW. I watch commentary on The Phantom Traveler. Omg a;lsdjfl;asjkf THE FUN WILL NEVER END.