Can I just say that...

I really fucking hate people. I'm pissed. And I'm going to blog about it. So take that, America.

I'm fortunate enough to have been given a car by my parents. Yay me :)

It's actually a rather pretty car - a 2002 Cadillac STS. My car, name: Gertrude, was not by any means a perfect car when we bought her. The engine needed rebuilt, and she needed a new radiator, windshield, and rear passenger-side door. Last week, we finally finished all repairs to my car by putting in a new door.

I was so excited! Gertrude actually looked roadworthy :) Still a few minor problems, but she looked so damn good! A little dirty, but so BEAUTIFUL!

And then, it happened.

I was pulling into the school parking lot today for an extra-curricular, and seeing no cars coming, I cut across the back row of parking and into the "main drive." I saw a parking space that looked suitable and went to pull into it. However, upon nearing my spot, I noticed the tail lights of the van parked next to my spot come on. I thought, "Oh, shit. They are about to back up." And so I stopped my car and went to put it in reverse so that I could get out of the way. But, as soon as their lights came on, they started FLYING out of that parking spot. I didn't even have enough time to shift gears to reverse.

AND THEY BACKED STRAIGHT INTO MY BEAUTIFUL GERTRUDE!

My poor, poor baby. She just got fixed!

Now, as I'm sure you can imagine, I was furious. I called my mom and asked her what to do. She instructed me to take pictures and exchange information. Also, I collected witnesses. While this was transpiring, two girls that were in the car started to cuss me out and threaten me!

"Bitch, this is your fucking fault. You are going to pay for this shit!" etc, etc, etc.

And there are now posts on Facebook from one of these girls saying, "My mom just got in an accident thanks to some whore flying through the school parking lot"and "Some girl named melissa I should beat her ass man."

Last time I checked, I was not flying, I was, in fact, stopped. The vehicle in motion is the one at fault.

So, uh, thanks bitch. But you and your white trash family are going to deal with my insurance because it's not my fault and I have the evidence to prove it. Hope you have insurance, because if you don't, this just might cost a little.

I am not paying for this. I want to go to college.

And, in case you are wondering, their car looks about like this:

Poor minivan.

Cadillac > Dodge minivan, on the scale of looks, value, and importance.

Pretty in Pink

I am not a fan of the color pink, I'll just open with that. I am also not a fan of dressing girly or acting girly. My best friend, however, thrives on the princess lifestyle.

I am going to dedicate this post to her.

Her name is Kailey.

(She's the brunette)

Kailey has been my best friend since our freshmen year of high school; we are now seniors! 4 years may not seem long, but given the amount of bull shit drama that happens in high school, 4 years is practically an achievement!

I could tell a lot of stories about Kailey, but they would all prove one of a few points:

1. Kailey loves life, pink, and Disney.
2. Kailey loves her friends and family.
3. Kailey loves music, Facebook, and texting.
4. Most important, Kailey loves being a princess.

If you sum it all up, Kailey has a big heart. :)

She turned 18 on Saturday!! Which means, technically she's all grown up. But anyone that knows anything about Kailey knows that she is still a little kid at heart. I decided to celebrate the little kid living in Kailey for her birthday. 

On Saturday, I took her to see Tangled. ADORABLE. I'm pretty sure she cried the whole time.

Sunday, after a sleepover, I proceeded to kick her out of her own house. Her crazy boyfriend, his name is Luis, picked her up and took her to lunch while Kailey's mom and sister, (Mama Chow and Sister Chow, for future reference), and I decorated the house with pink streamers and balloons, filled goody bags, and prepared snacks.

Then, all of Kailey's closest friends arrived! I had instructed everyone to wear pink and dress like a kid, so very soon, there was a house full of 17 and 18 year old's that looked like they were ready for first grade. While waiting for Kailey to get back from lunch, we colored "Happy Birthday" signs and hung them up. 

Kailey arrived, and I think she was very shocked to see all of us dressed in so much pink. Especially because many of us do not like pink at all. Then, the party took off!

We played "Pin the Crown on Kailey," a unique variation of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey." We also played Pretty, Pretty Princess and Candy Land, and watched Disney movies.

Then, we busted out Twister, and Tuba Ruba. If you are curious about Tuba Ruba, you can read all about it here on my friend's awesome blog. (Hint: click on the word "here")

Bottom line is, we may be big kids, but we had a lot of fun pretending to be children again, and we have Kailey to thank, for reminding us that we all still have a little kid in us :)

I dedicate this blog to Kailey, hope you stay young forever love!