so i go to put the security deposit on my house today and everythings going perfect right.... wrong. so i leave the house and im riding through town and i see my cousins car parked in front of her house, shes not at work. so i stop by, shes telling me come here girl you gotta see this. we go up and i see the cracked mirror and bullet hole in the wall. someone came up in her apartment shooting. trying to kill her husband. first thing out of my mouth was my babies. all three of the kids were there. my eyes filled with tears. what if one of them had woke up, walked out there. im fucking furious. so i spent some time with my cousin we talked bout everything. then im heading out since i had to be at work. im sitting at a stoplight and my car dies. i get it started again, but its not running right. so im like ok im 2 miles from my aunts house. it dies 4 more times before we reach her house. finaly i get there. i had to call my dad to come. they changed the computer spark plugs and wires, still nothing. im late as hell for work alreaddy. so i take my parents vehicle to work and they have to wait til they can get a ride. so they have a mechanic look at it. hes gonna tear it down tomorrow but there 90% sure its the timing chain. but all of my money alreaddy went into the house and car. the car was the least of it, but the final straw. i snapped gears tonight
