Erin

Monk's First Lady

So... Saturday may have been the worst day in the history of my days.

Around noon I get a call from the mechanics shop telling me they can't fix my car because the engine is done, and will cost at least $3000 to fix. That is worth more than my car. I have put over $1000 in repairs in it in the past 6 months... and have only had it for 8 months. I had a winter checkup last week. Apparently in this check, they do not check the engine. What the hell?

So... no transporation. I set out to start my massive research literature review. After trying to print off my articles, my printer wouldn't work. I get ridiclously frustrated, and punch my laptop. And broke it.

So now my laptop won't turn on. Perfect. It's 3 am. I call the helpline, and for some reason it is Spanish. I have 3 massive essays all due this week. Que massive panic attack. I have never had a panic attack before, but it was not a good time, and I had to go to the hospital.

There they give me pills and made me go to sleep for a few hours and then sent me home. When I wake up, still on some sort of happy pill, I try to get home by bus at 8 am. But I get lost. So I'm wandering around the city high till about 11, when I finally get home, email my profs to ask for extensions, because I can't turn my computer on, and can't even get it looked at till today.

So today I take it back to the computer store to get looked at. They don't even look at it, just tell me it is going to be a minimum of $800 to get fixed, I might as well buy a new one. Well that is just super considering my parents are buying me a new car this week, I can't really ask for a new computer. My boyfriend thinks the guy is a liar, opens the back, pops a bunch of things back into place and now it works again.

I got an extension for 1 paper, the other 2 I have to try and get in my this week. Then exams start Monday. I have them monday, tuesday, thursday and friday. I am going to die.