And The Hits Just Keep On Coming

March 28, 2009

This whole year has been a doozy.  Mostly a bitter-tasting, life-is-sucky doozy that leaves foul-smelling streaks all over every facet of my life.  To put it in a culturally-relevant context, I’m experiencing “epic fail”-ure on a regular basis.  How so, you ask?  Let me count the ways.

1.  A couple of months ago, my trusty silver Honda Civic just started over-heating and breaking down randomly.  I had to utilize AAA roadside assistance like 4 times, which I’m glad to have survived in and of itself.  I paid $200.00 bucks to get my CAM chip fixed (which didn’t fix the problem), another $200.00 to replace the radiator, and s’more money to fix the leaky coolant, all for a car that got a dealership trade-in appraisal of $1000.00.  On top of that, my parents dropped another G to completely fix it up and eventually sold the car for $3100.00 (more on that later).

2.  My work is seeing hard times, and I’m all for working there and I enjoy being somewhat involved in the ebb and flow of the fashion industry, but there’s only so much ebbing you can take.  Especially if you had to buy a new car to replace your old car that was giving you a massive headache (see point 1).  Basically, my savings got wiped clean and on top of that, I have a $200.00 car payment that rips my wallet a new one every month.  I’m also owed around $6000.00 in back pay that I’m not really complaining about.  As long as I meet my credit card payments, I’m happy (more on that later).

3.  I got a speeding ticket (my fault) that I have yet to pay and even inquire to how much the ticket will be.  I fear the worst and because of that, I’m putting off finding out.  I wish I was more willing to challenge life rather than be subdued by it.  I also got an overnight parking ticket right in front of my house & on the wrong side of the street.  The sad part about that scenario is that I had tried to be proactive and clean my room, wash my puppy and wash my car.  I had finished the day parking it across the street in the waning sunlight and forgot to move it back into my driveway.  I guess you just gotta learn sometime.

4.  My trusty credit card went missing tonight.  I either misplaced it after paying the tab at KBBQ lunchtime, or someone reached into my wallet when it was lying in plain sight at church and re-appropriated it for themselves.  The good thing is I found out really quickly and have already canceled the card.  It also helps that my wallet was devoid of cash-money-dollars.  Now I don’t even have a credit card payment that I need to meet (see point 2).

5.  I just came home and my mom said to me, “Did you get a parking ticket in Los Angeles?” and I said “I guess so”, thinking she found the speeding ticket (see point 3) I have lying in plain sight on my desk.  But no, she wasn’t referring to that.  Apparently the persons my parents sold my old car too (see point 1) got a parking ticket (good ‘ol street cleaning ticket) in Los Angeles with my old car (671 S. Detroit St. to be exact) and now I have a notice of delinquent parking ticket in my name.  There’s a bunch of redtape and paperwork I have to do to avoid paying this fine which will more than double if I don’t deal with by April 15.

Wah wah wah.  I’m not one to complain much, but I guess this is just my way of venting it outwards.  I could write something cliche like, “when life throws you lemons, make lemonade”, albeit the truth in that statement, I prefer a tasty can of Coke, fresh with condensation dripping of the edges.


Life is still good.  I’m thankful for much more than I complain about.