Yesterday

I had decided on Sunday afternoon after talking to my mother on the phone that I was going to be optimistic about things. I have no reason to be negative. Its going to be a struggle for me to try to look on the brighter side of things, but I'm willing to do it. However, anyway, yesterday, Monday, I was having a superb day. Went to class and all that jazz. Although my day started at 8am because of lab, there was still a little jump in my step. So I went about my day and I had planned on going running at the Chesterfield Family Center. I came to the house, I realized I didn't have any homework to do and that made me so excited. I really thought, "Man, today is a fantastic day!" Even my bank and money situation is fixed now! I no longer had to worry about it. So around 2pm I headed out the door to my car, iPod in hand and ready to go for a run. I get in my car and back out of the driveway. I start to slowly drive away and thats when I hear it. There was a flapping noise that I didn't hear earlier in the day. I stop in the middle of the street and open my car door to look back and see I have a flat tire. Yes, a flat tire! Here I was thinking today was such a great day and now I have to deal with a tire. Awesome. So my grandfather comes home and sees me staring at my tire. I was pondering what to do with the situation. God knows I can't change the thing. I know my grandpa can't, he's too old. So drats! I called my dad and asked him what I should do, but I decided to try to do it myself and at no avail I didn't succeed. I text my buddy Chad and asked him to help, he said he would after he got off work. All while I'm having to text like 5 other people this cause they aren't understanding why I stopped replying. I'm getting disgruntled. Finally my grandpa decides we should go get that can of "Fix a Flat" or whatever. And we did. Only $5. So I put that in there so I could just air up the tire enough to drive it somewhere to get fixed. Well as its airing it up, I hear air coming right back out! I feel around and then I get pricked! The wires from my tire on the inner side close to the axle are exposed. No wonder I have a flat! After all that, we get in my car and drive to Bridgestone. The guys were super nice to me there - gee, wonder why. They look at it and put it up in the air. One guy comes in the waiting room needing my attention to go out there and look. He shows me that the tire is "loose" by shaking it and I thought, well that isn't right. Well, apparently the bearing is ruined. Which if gone unnoticed can totally throw off my alignment and I'd be in more trouble. Great! Just another thing added. The bill was already $90 something for just a new tire to be put on. I waited about 2 1/2 hours there for them to get done. (They had to wait on the part to get there) In the end my grandpa was out close to $500, just for a damn tire! I feel so bad, ugh, talk about an expensive day!

(If this doesn't make sense, my apologies. I get really into stories haha)