It all started at about 3am Monday morning... that is when I knew it was going to be quite the week. So at 3am, i got up, and started tossing my cookies.. thats right I was tragically sick. I wasn't able to go back to bed until 6am, and in that time I emailed my professors, and tossed and turned in my bed. I ended up staying in bed all day. i only got out of bed to run over to campus to buy winter formal tix, turned out that was a big mistake.
So I go over there, buy the ticket, and then get back in my car thinking that I should go get gas... i try to turn on the car, it starts and dies. So what do I do, call my dad of course, I make him listen through the phone, he tells me I am out of gas. So I go back into the DC ask to borrow my friends car, go to her apt, pick up the red 5gal gas thing, then go to the gas station, where the gas attendant had to show me what to do. Then I head back up to campus. Mind you, it has just rained, its about 6pm, and it is super windy and about 50degrees out side. so i pull her car up to my car, get out, and attempt to pour the gas into my car, its a no go. One of my guy friends drives by and waves, he must of realized i was in trouble because he backed up and parked, and asked if he could help, i said yes please. I for got to mentiont that the 5gal thing's spout did not fit into the tank's hole, so I went into the DC and had to ask the kitchen for a funnel, so my friend and I attempt to fill the tank with the funnel. We get gasoline all over my car, our hands, and our shoes. Still 50degrees out side and dropping, and my friend had just come from baseball weight training so he is in a tshirt and bball shorts. So then his roommate comes up and suggests that we move the car to another angle so it may be easier to pour the gas in. This would be great if my car actually ran, so I get in, pput the car in neutral, and they get in front of my car, and try to push.. its a no go... they cant budge it even a little.. two more baseball boys walk by and offer to help, so they push my car back enough to get out of the space.. this parking lot is on a hill so I just glide to another spot, and then park so that the tank is now tilted correctly. So we try again, still doesnt work, so one of the guys suggests using a stick to keep the hole open, instead of the funnel. So we do that and we are finally able to get enough gas in so I can make it to a gas station.
Whoever said chilvary is dead does not know guys that I know. They were amazing, and truly my knights in shining armor. So that was my monday, no wonder I hate them so much. haha. However, this also made me thankful, as I was standing out there, freezing, and Im looking at the boy shivering in their shorts and tshirts I was thanking God, for my car, my wonderful, and amazing friends, and the fact that I may be cold at the moment, but that I had a nice warm bed, in a nice warm house to go to.
xoxo,
josslynn nicole
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