my dad's 16 year old car suffers a mechanical failure on the window mechanism thingy... on the day i decide to drive it.... and IT'S MY FUCKING FAULT? WTF? If it was my dad who drove, it'd be HIM who would have found it out. what does he think i did? i SUPER SMASHED the window button and killed it? it's a 16 year old car for fuck's sake. and it's just a fucking window button. how much can that cost? i'll EVEN PAY FOR IT IF YOU WANT ME TO. and to top it all off, my mum is making noise about everything and nothing. as if i don't feel angry enough already. nag and nag and nag FOR FUCK. since when did nagging ever accomplish ANYTHING other than piss people off anyway? and so my dad says that i shouldn't drive his car again...
over one ccb window button
whatever
