Third worst wave.

It happened. Today happened and it was much more awful than I had thought it would be. Saying goodbye to Kelsea was the hardest thing I have dealt with for so long and I don't think people really understand why it was so hard because this past year I haven't hung out with her very much, or, as much as I did at the beginning of our friendship.

Me and four others met up at Kelsea's house tonight to say our goodbyes. We were all very normal and casual for the first hour like we were just all hanging out. I actually thought maybe I wouldn't cry because I was feeling very okay with it, but then she got us together to say goodbye and Kendel went first and then it was all down hill from there. I hugged her for so long and cried so much and I think I tried to say a few words but I don't think it worked out very well. Then it was over and we were gone. It was just so definite and just hard! askdfhsa worst. So the night carried on and luckily I have more amazing loved ones to help me out during times like this and I'm so thankful for them, but while I was driving, I got a phone call and it was kelsea. I was not prepared for it because when I answered I was already crying. I contemplated not answering but I thought that would be too ironic because I suck at answering her calls more than anyone else and if I had ignored the last phone call that I would get from her in 18 months that would be pretty awful of me haha

Anyways, we talked, and I got more of my feelings out but I still could never stop crying. I hope I got out what I needed to say because I really do value what I have and had with her so much and having her gone will be so sad for me but its not over and she's not dying. I know I will see her again but nobody else is ever allowed to leave me or I will just not be able to handle it.

I love the crap out of you Kelsea. Don't make me write anymore depressing blogs about you please... and be safe in San Diego. 18 months.

Kelsea round two.

The second wave of three hit today in the goodbye of KLP. Tonight was the last night I got to hang out with just me and her alone. I haven't been thinking about it up until tonight so I was very able to remain very calm the whole time haha

Me and her have a shoe tree. Stupid idiots keep taking them down but we keep throwing them back up. We write little notes on the shoes then get them as high as we can. This time we brought ten pairs of shoes so that brings the total to 14 pairs of shoes up there. It looks really cool and I'm happy about it. This has just been something we've been doing for the last couple of years and Its just been a special thing for me, and I'm happy we have it. After that we went to Kendels house and played mario. Kelseas favorite. We are all sooo freaking good.

Then kelsea and I drove home and listened to our old favorite songs together and just freaking went crazy and somewhere during those songs I finally realized it really was our last night doing it. I just had to keep my cool for 10 more minutes until the drive was over and we stopped screaming the music at the top of our lungs. Then she gave me a present, a journal she customized for me and I love it. She wrote me a note in it that I refused to read until she was not in the car because I plan on crying in front of her one time only which will be tomorrow night at 7.

Kelsea is just such a good friend and I will miss her. This crying for sure needs to end because I need to go to freaking sleep. Not excited for the final wave tomorrow.

Help.

I'm cursed. I know I am.

Let me feed you a little bit of background. I'm nice to my cars. Every single one of them. My truck and Doris loved the crap out of me. I hit a car once with my truck but it didn't get hurt at all, so it clearly forgave me because the most trouble it ever gave me was that I needed to change the air filter once. Not a problem. Doris never EVER died. Got a flat once, but that was mikes fault ha.

And now Chase. We got him for a deal. He had two previous owners, both on leases, so its reasonable for them to treat him like crap because who cares. So when we found him for sale for 12,700 we were happy. His tires were old so we were like, I guess we can get new tires since we got him so cheap. that brought his value up to 13,000. Then we got his windows tinted and new headlights, so now we're up to 13,200. Then a month later, it starts going crazy. The electrical system would freak out if used for two long and then the car would just die altogether. We took it to SL to fix that one, 1,200 dollars. So now we're up to 14,400. Everything worked fine until about three months ago it got super squeeky in the tires so we thought he just needed new break pads. But no, it needed a whole bunch of crap because every 80,000 miles Volvo's are made to need these weird stupid new things. 1,000 more dollars. So I'm like, cool. My volvo ended up really costing us 15,400. but not really, it just seemed more crappy as time went by. Only a month passed until the Check Engine light came on. New Fuel Pump. 300 dollars. Math equals, 15,700. I just really hoped nothing would go wrong. Everything has been great since and it should all be good!

Today I was driving to Soren's house when things got bumpy and the tire just popped. I pulled over, tried to fix it on my own. Every single family member couldn't come to help me. Found out that I was AAA insured so they came. He told me that because of the alignment that it slowly messed up the inside part of my car and it just wore out and done. Went to the tire place, said I needed new tires all around which I say is bull, and is trying to get 500 dollars out of us to replace all four tires. I refuse. I still owe my dad 250$ I don't need to have put in over 16,000 dollars into my car that is barely worth 12,000 if I tried to sell it right now.

Anyways, I know this is long. But tonight, me and Lin's went to the gym and for some reason I just wanted fries really bad so we went to McDonalds and got me some and went and parked her car somewhere to eat them. We left the battery running for 15 minutes maybe then we tried to start the car again and done. Aliens. Noises and lights and everything was freaking out and then dead. No more functioning. We were stranded for two hours. Calling everyone and trying everything to fix it. AAA couldnt help, lindseys dad or brothers couldnt help, MISSY TRIED TO HELP THANK YOU MISSY and then finally Anna came and rescued us.

Two broken cars in 9 hours. Cursed. I'm just glad it wasn't my car that broke down. Even though I'm sad for Lin's.