Just My Luck, Really.

Yesterday morning, while my dad and I were on our way to work (in my cute little bug, I might add), I looked up, and there was something missing. I couldn't place it. And then I realized... my lilies were out of their vase by the steering wheel!!
"Dad. Where are my flowers?" I asked him.
"Uhh. I put them behind the seat."
I guess he got tired of people looking at him funny whenever he drove my car by himself.
But then, my dad stopped right in the middle of his sentence, and began to breathe heavily through his nose. I could tell something had randomly pissed him off, so I tried to be all soothing and went, "What's wrong?"
He looked at me, and then he looked at a place just above the steering wheel.
"Well, the 'check engine' light just came on again. Isn't that lovely?" he said.

Now, let me JUST SAY that I'm about tired of this. I mean, I'm sorry. I know it's not anybody's fault, bur SERIOUSLY? I feel sooo bad for my dad. Because he thought that this car would be SUCH a great deal. And then something was wrong with it, so it was fixed...for a whole two days. And then BAM, it's broken again :[

So my dad took it back to the dealership so they can try to fix it again, and in the meantime, they gave us ANOTHER Mazda 3. Before, they gave us a red one. This one's white. It smells like cigarette smoke that's a hundred and four years old. But hopefully, I can get some driving in before I get my bug back.

My poor bug :[

In other news: I had THE best day with Kevin on Sunday. I met him at Wal-Mart. I was already with my mom, and he had just gotten off of work, so he just came over.
My mom left :[ and I went shopping with Kevin. We got the DVD, Anchorman, since I hadn't seen it yet, and we watched it at his house. We went to Chili's for me to get something to eat, since I was STARVING!
But I mean, I had a FANTABULOUS time with him!!!
And last night, we got in a fight, and he has work at 4:00 today.
I woke up at 6:30 this morning, and rolled out of bed at 6:45. And crap, that is early for me to get up and out of bed!
But I slept HORRIBLY last night. Well, my necklace kept choking me, practically. But other than that, I had weird dreams. And then I kept waking up, afraid that they were true.
I hope we're going to be okay.
I don't want to cry anymore.

Today is not my day. At all. I have heartburn out the wahoo, and my stomach hurts. I have a humongo headache, and my legs hurt. I just want to go home! And it's only, what, 1:18!!!

Craaaap.