ARE YOU EFFING ME. JUST MY LUCK

What started off an innocent trip to the store...
Turned into me coming home looking like I just got done going mudding and giving birth to a whale at the same time.

Two hours ago I got offline and went with my mother to the store. Everything was going fine. We picked up some stuff to make dinner tonight, a new sweatshirt and then got in the car to go home. Sounds normal right? WRONG. 

Halfways back the car started to f**king sputter and make all these weird noises (sounded like an exorcism going on under the hood of the car if you ask me) and then it started to smoke. Turns out the engine had finally decided to take a sh*t on us. 

We tried to flag down a car for help. You think you would be able to get somebody to stop and help you while your car is broken down on an exit off a highway but NOOOOOO. Nobody stopped so we had to push the car, that's right, I said PUSH, push the car OVER A MILE to the gas station before we could call. 

Knowing our luck the gas station was completely empty (it was family owned) and nobody was there. My phone died and my mom left hers at home so we were stuck walking around the city for another half an hour before we finally got help. 

Now me, my body doesn't take so kindly to be outside in the blazing sun and 80 degree temp. for over three hours so I ended up with frizzy as hair, mud all over myself since it had rained the previous night and we were walking along side the rode and I was covered in bug bites. 

Now I'm here ranting to the few lovely people who dare read about my misfortune. ( you if you find it funny <3) 

Now. I'm going to go shove my face full of dim sum and cry in the shower. Good day.