So, I'm driving home this morning on 6th Ave, when all of a sudden the huge truck in front of me (effing trucks! I hate them!!!!... even though it wasn't his fault) SLAMMED on his breaks (I was probably going a good 70 mph), forcing me to SLAM on my breaks. However, the raw awesome power that is Jacqueline yelled "NAY!" and prevented the horrible crash that would have deformed her beautiful face. In the immortal words of Hank Hill "Anti-lock breaks- that's why they didn't lock!" There was this ginormous piece of metal- like an air duct thing in the middle of the highway. Ridiculous. I love my car. Seriously, I think I might cry when I have to leave her for a whole semester.
PS The White Stripes is amazing. Every time I listen to them I get in a great mood. And by the way Hallye, Get Behind Me Satan is WAY better than Seven Nation Army. It's official.
PPS thanks to everyone who called me yesterday/ commented/ both. I get really frustrated, because I'm in this place where I want to be moving forward, but part of moving forward right now is sitting still. Hard to explain. I just needed to vent. And I need to talk to someone who has been in this place before. I don't know. But yeah, thanks to everyone who called and commented.
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