Let's sum some things up, shall we?
- Lately, I've been getting dizzy spells. I'll be walking along, then suddenly be dizzy.
- My grandparents have forced me to buy a car. One that I don't like. You'd think a car would be at least
something that I'd get to pick out for myself, right? One little part of my life I could control - I mean. It's my money. There's $200 a month.
- I've been saving up money, right? I had about six hundred, right? Not anymore!
- In order to get the car, I had to have proof of insurance (Minnesota - where it's from - law). Fine, no problem. Except I can't get under my parent's insurance because they don't have any at the moment, and won't be able to for another week. So I had to take it out on my own. That's a $450 deposit. Because I'm young. Because the car needs full coverage. Because of that fucking accident that got blamed on me.
So let's sum this up. Kriston's savings are gone. Kriston makes only around $600 a month, but will have to spend at least $400 a month on that fucking car. Therefore, Kriston can only save $200 IF she doesn't spend a cent. But you have to figure gas in there. Along with food (since I like to eat healthier/differently than the majority of my family), etc. Therefore Kriston's not making ANY profit a month!
No moving for me in the near future. No college. No Fluffy. ...No anything. I don't have control over one fucking thing in my life. The only person who actually gives a shit about all of this lives eight hundred miles away.
...I don't think it'd hurt quite so much if I had one friend in town. Who'd give me a hug.
I think I'm going to apply for another job on Saturday..
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I know, I'm supposed to not only rant/rave/ect in my journal. But I guess those are the easiet feelings to get out at the moment..
- Lately, I've been getting dizzy spells. I'll be walking along, then suddenly be dizzy.
- My grandparents have forced me to buy a car. One that I don't like. You'd think a car would be at least
something that I'd get to pick out for myself, right? One little part of my life I could control - I mean. It's my money. There's $200 a month.
- I've been saving up money, right? I had about six hundred, right? Not anymore!
- In order to get the car, I had to have proof of insurance (Minnesota - where it's from - law). Fine, no problem. Except I can't get under my parent's insurance because they don't have any at the moment, and won't be able to for another week. So I had to take it out on my own. That's a $450 deposit. Because I'm young. Because the car needs full coverage. Because of that fucking accident that got blamed on me.
So let's sum this up. Kriston's savings are gone. Kriston makes only around $600 a month, but will have to spend at least $400 a month on that fucking car. Therefore, Kriston can only save $200 IF she doesn't spend a cent. But you have to figure gas in there. Along with food (since I like to eat healthier/differently than the majority of my family), etc. Therefore Kriston's not making ANY profit a month!
No moving for me in the near future. No college. No Fluffy. ...No anything. I don't have control over one fucking thing in my life. The only person who actually gives a shit about all of this lives eight hundred miles away.
...I don't think it'd hurt quite so much if I had one friend in town. Who'd give me a hug.
I think I'm going to apply for another job on Saturday..
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I know, I'm supposed to not only rant/rave/ect in my journal. But I guess those are the easiet feelings to get out at the moment..