As of waking up this morning, life is hell.
Somehow in the course of driving home last night, my gas tank decided it wanted some air. I had heard a big *thunk* and pulled over to see what it could have been. I never saw anything in the road ahead of me, nor in the rear-view mirror. I thought I had hit a pothole (without feeling a jolt though) and the hubcap had fallen off or something. I checked, and nothing seemed to be missing or broken. Until my dad woke me up saying the car had a leak, and the once nearly-full tank was down to a quarter, and $50 was sitting in a puddle on our driveway.
It's a good thing I didn't actually have to go anywhere today, but that doesn't make the cost of this repair any easier. I'd just sold a computer to get closer to the goal of buying my own car (Did I mention this is my dad's car, so he's more pissed than I am?), and this'll probably take all that and then some. Not to mention the fact that he was going to take it to get new tires today, but instead is taking up the whole day going to the other house to get the flatbed trailer.
Add to that the general depression of constantly listening to the news, and the fact that I forgot to copy my homework from school to my computer, so I have to start all over... yeah.
Y'know, I wanted to spend the night at my aunt's last night. If I had, this wouldn't have happened. I hate it when you can pinpoint a certain action and still cannot do a thing about it.
I'm still 100% jobless, and I have no good leads at the moment. I'm living off of the Pell grant, which can last me another couple months, if I buy nothing but gas and a meal a week (I have class from 1PM to 9PM at Delta, so I need to buy dinner there, or go without food. Sometimes it's the latter). Maybe less, depending on how much it is to fix the car. Once that's gone... I have nothing. Absolutely nothing. I guess that lasts me to the end of the semester, but after that, I'm jobless, broke, and unable to fix either of those.
I have no idea what I can do.
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