I just got home from babysitting and my parents dropped a huge bomb on me. My car won't be coming back from the shop. It's done for. The mechanic has no idea what is wrong with it so it's done. Dead. I now have to drive my dad's old POS jeep. I'm not too pleased with this. Not pleased in the least bit.
I am grateful to have a car to drive, but my dad's car is terrible. Sure it's a year older, but it drives like crap and I think it gets worse gas mileage than my car... if that's even possible. I'm sad to see my car go and even sadder that I wasn't the last one to drive her. She was my first car, and I've had a lot of memories in that beautiful jeep. Hopefully, I'll be getting another car once fall gets here. That's the plan at least. I'm not going to get another SUV. Instead I'm looking at sedans and hatchbacks for my second or third car however you look at it.
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